Steady, Brother, Steady

Steady

bro­ther

stea­dy

though the storm winds rise

And dark­ness ga­ther o’er you and it veil your skies;

Keep your course un­wav­ered

and be brave

be true;

Fear not while the Mas­ter holds the helm with you.

Steady

stea­dy

though clouds veil the sky;

Steady

stea­dy

though waves roll high;

Steady

stea­dy

be brave

be true;

Fear not while the Mas­ter holds the helm with you.

Steady

bro­ther

stea­dy

though the wild waves sweep

Your barque will ride in safe­ty

for He rules the deep;

Waves shall not o’er­flow you while the Pi­lot’s near;

By the chart He giv­eth you

your course can steer.

Steady

bro­ther

stea­dy

look you ov­er there

Beyond the cloud and tem­pest see

the port lies fair;

There with­in the har­bor with the storms all past

You can safe­ly an­chor

shel­tered safe at last.