Hope Cheers Us On

Our jour­ney lies across

A wide and dan­ger­ous sea

With roll­ing bil­lows tossed

On rag­ing Ga­li­lee.

Hope cheers us on when storms arise

Our an­chor cast be­yond the skies.

Though threat­en­ing waves as­sail

Our bark on ev­ery side

The jour­ney can­not fail

For Je­sus rules the tide.

Our bark is mov­ing on

Though clouds and storms arise

The com­pass points be­yond

To calm and peace­ful skies.

The storms will soon be o’er

Fair Ca­naan’s lands ap­pear

We get a glimpse of shore

Our bark is draw­ing near.