1. Jesus, Saviour, pilot me,
Over life's tempestuous sea;
Treach'rous waves before me roll,
Hiding rock and dang'rous shoal,
Chart and compass came from thee,
Jesus, Saviour, pilot me.
2. Though the sea be smooth and bright,
Sparkling with the stars of night,
And my ship's path be ablaze
With the light of halcyon days;
Still, I know my need of thee;
Jesus, Saviour, pilot me.
3. When the darkling heavens frown,
And the wrathful winds come down,
And the fierce waves toss'd on high,
Lash themselves against the sky;
Jesus, Saviour, pilot me
Over life's tempestuous sea.
4. When th' Apostles' fragile bark
Struggled with the billows dark;
On the stormy Galilee.
Thou didst walk upon the sea;
And when they beheld thy form,
Safe they glided through the storm.
5. As a mother stills her child,
Thou canst hush the ocean wild;
Boist'rous waves obey thy will
When thou say'st to them, "Be still,"
Wond'rous Sovereign of the sea,
Jesus, Saviour, pilot me.
6. When at last I near the shore,
And the fearful breakers roar,--
Thou canst calm my anxious breast,
And conduct me to my rest.
Then, dear Saviour, pilot me
Over Death's tempestuous sea.
Grove Songs #2, 1873
