We Were Crowded in the Cabin

We were crowd­ed in the ca­bin

Not a soul would dare to sleep

It was mid­night on the wa­ters

And storm was on the deep.

’Tis a fear­ful thing in win­ter

To be shat­tered in the blast

And to hear the rat­tling trum­pet

Thunder

Cut away the mast.

So we shud­dered there in si­lence

For the stout­est held his breath

While the hun­gry sea was roar­ing

And the break­ers talked with death.

As thus we sat in dark­ness

Each one bu­sy in his pray­ers

We are lost! the cap­tain shout­ed

As he stag­gered down the stairs.

But his lit­tle daugh­ter whis­pered

As she took his icy hand

Isn’t God up­on the ocean

Just the same as on the land?

Then we kissed the lit­tle maid­en

And we spoke in bet­ter cheer

And we an­chored safe in har­bor

Where the morn was shin­ing clear.