Who will man the life-boat ? who the storm will brave ? Many souls are drifting helpless on the wave ; See their hands uplifted, hear their bitter cry : " Save us ere we perish, save us ere we die ! "
Who will man the life-boat ? who will launch away ? Who will help to rescue dying souls to-day ? Who will man the life-boat ? who will breast the wave ? All its dangers braving, precious souls to save ?
2. See ! amid the breakers yonder vessel tossed ! Onward to the rescue : haste, or all is lost ! Waves that dash around us cannot overwhelm, While our faithful Pilot standeth at the helm.
3. Darker yet, and darker grows the fearful night : Sound the trump of mercy, flash the signal light ! Bear the joyful message o'er the raging wave, Christ, the heavenly Pilot, comes the lost to save !