Pilot Me

On the ocean of life we are sail­ing

For the Ca­naan above we are bound;

We are cer­tain the port to be gain­ing

Since the heav­en­ly Pi­lot we’ve found.

Pilot me

pi­lot me;

Take the helm in Thine own hand

Bring my sink­ing bark to land;

Pilot me

pi­lot me;

Pilot me.

For He knows where the dan­gers are lurk­ing

Where the rocks and the hid­den reefs lie;

We are safe tho’ the bil­lows are break­ing

And the hun­gry waves dash mount­ains high.

Soon the hav­en our bark will be near­ing

The Je­ru­sa­lem gold­en and fair;

Soon the lights of the ci­ty ap­pear­ing

Soon the home of the ran­somed we’ll share.