The Christian Mariner

Both by day and by night

Both in dark­ness and light

Must the ma­rin­er keep on his way;

By his com­pass must steer

Mid all dan­ger and fear

Till the dark­ness and storms pass away.

Then we’ll sing

then we’ll sing

Tho’ the storm mad­ly round us may roar;

When we an­chor above

We will meet those we love

On that beau­ti­ful

beau­ti­ful shore.

Is not Christ on the deep?

Is He not in the ship?

Says He not

Do not fear

it is I?

At His word storm and tide

Shall in si­lence subside

And each child safe­ly land­ed on high.

With our Je­sus thus near

Let us ban­ish each fear

Tho’ earth’s hopes round us blast­ed may lie;

Tho’ the storm down may pour

And loud thun­ders may roar

And the surg­es may dash to the sky.

Soon the prize will be won

And life’s voy­age will be done

And with Je­sus’ own flock we shall reign;

By life’s wa­ters be led

In its green pas­tures fed

And we’ll rest in our heav­en­ly home.