1	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; Boist'rous waves obey Thy will When Thou sayest to them, "Be still!" Wondrous Sov'reign 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."
Edward Hopper