1 Safe, safe within the ark
Our weary souls we rest,
And ride o'er oceans, deep and dark,
Of joyful hope possest;
We grasp at that within the vail,
Our anchor there can never fail.

2 We quit the land of night,
Of error, sin, and wo;
And seek the climes of peace and light,
Where joys unceasing flow.
Thrice happy land! oh, were we there!
Our home with spirits blest to share.

3 Let clouds and tempests come,
Let waves upheaving rise,
The storms shall bear us nearer home,
Shall waft us to the skies:
A few more days of peril past,
And heaven will be our home at last.

4 Have faith and fear no ill,
Who sail with Christ your Head;
The Lord is in the vessel still;
The winds and waves he made;
He made them, and he rules them too,
And works them all for good to you.

5 Though nearing Canaan's shore,
Where rocks of death uprear
Their craggy tops the billows o'er:
Be bold and never fear;
His great salvation ye shall see,
From Satan and from danger free.

6 That ark will bear thee up,
O'er sin and danger's sea,
And land at last on Zion's top,
Where dangers cease to be:
Come in, bewilder'd soul, come in;
Be safe from fear, and cease to sin.

7 Here rest thee, weary soul--
Let torrents from the skies
Adown the sinking mountains roll,
Let oceans foaming rise:
The ark, the ark will pass them o'er,
And land thee safe on Canaan's shore.