My Ship Is Coming In

My ship is com­ing in at last

My ship that sailed afar

With spread­ing sail and fa­vor­ing gale

She’s sailing o’er the bar.

She’s com­ing in

com­ing in

Over the har­bor bar!

She’s com­ing in

she’s com­ing in

My ship that sailed afar.

With ice bound hull and storm rent sail

All bat­tered by the sea

With wind­swept deck

al­most a wreck

She’s com­ing back to me.

And when she’s an­chored safe in port

With all her sails un­bent

And end­ed the long un­cer­tain­ty

Then I shall be con­tent.

Oh

sweet con­tent! Oh

vi­sion fair!

Rest from the life­long strife;

The peace of God

the Lord’s Well done

The joy of end­less life.