Over the Tide (Simkins)

Dark are the wa­ters be­fore me—

Loud is the voice of the gale;

Storm cloud and tem­pest are o’er me

Boatman! O list to my hail.

Carry me ov­er the tide

Dark are the wa­ters

And deep and wide;

Yonder

just ov­er the sea

My man­sion is wait­ing for me.

Onward I move o’er the wa­ters

Lurid the light­ning’s fierce glare

Angry the surg­es be­neath me—

Boatman! lo

dan­ger is there.

Peril is in the dark wa­ters—

Safety be­yond the deep wave;

Father! O let me not per­ish—

Thou who art migh­ty to save.

Ah

when the voy­age is ov­er

There

on that beau­ti­ful shore

Safely be­yond the dark wa­ters

Joy shall be mine ev­er­more.