O Lord, Be with Us When We Sail

O Lord

be with us when we sail

Upon the lone­ly deep

Our guard

when on the si­lent deck

The mid­night watch we keep.

We need not fear

though all around

’Mid ris­ing winds we hear

The mul­ti­tude of wa­ters surge;

For Thou

O God

art near.

The calm

the breeze

the gale

the storm

That pass from land to land

All

all are Thine

are held with­in

The hol­low of Thy hand.

If du­ty calls from threat­ened strife

To guard our na­tive shore

And shot and shell are an­swer­ing

The boom­ing can­non’s roar

Be Thou the main­guard of our host

Till war and dan­gers cease;

Defend the right

put up the sword

And through the world make peace.

Across this trou­bled tide of life

Thyself our pi­lot be

Until we reach that bet­ter land

The land that knows no sea.

To Thee the Fa­ther

Thee the Son

Whom earth and sky ad­ore

And Spir­it mov­ing on the deep

Be praise for­ev­er­more.