I Will Pilot Thee

Sometimes

when my faith would fal­ter

And no sun­light I can see;

I just lift mine eyes to Je­sus

And I whis­per

Pi­lot me.

Fear thou not

for I’ll be with thee;

I will still thy pi­lot be;

Never mind the toss­ing bil­lows

Take My hand and trust in Me.

Often

when my soul is wea­ry

And the days seem oh

so long

I just look up to my pi­lot

And I hear this bless­èd song;

When temp­ta­tions ’round me ga­ther

And I al­most lose my way

Somehow

in the rag­ing tem­pest

I can hear my Sav­ior say

When I come to Jor­dan’s riv­er

And its trou­bled wa­ters see

On the brink I’ll see my Sav­ior

And I know He’ll pi­lot me.