Jesus, Saviour, pilot me, Over life's tempestuous sea ; Unknown waves before me roll, Hiding rock and treacherous shoal ; Chart and compass come from Thee : Jesus, Saviour, pilot me !
2. As a mother stills her child, Thou canst hush the ocean wild ; Boisterous waves obey Thy will When Thou say'st to them "Be still ! " Wondrous Sovereign of the sea, Jesus, Saviour, pilot me !
3. When at last I near the shore, And the fearful breakers roar 'Twixt me and the peaceful rest---- Then, while leaning on Thy breast, May I hear Thee say to me, " Fear not ! I will pilot thee ! "