While o’er the Deep Thy Servants Sail

While o’er the deep Thy serv­ants sail

Send Thou

O Lord

the pros­per­ous gale;

And on their hearts

wher­e’er they go

O let Thy Spir­it’s wind but blow.

If on the morn­ing’s wings they fly

They will not pass be­yond Thine eye;

The wan­der­er’s pray­er Thou bend’st to hear

And faith ex­ults to know Thee near.

When tem­pests rock the groan­ing bark

O hide them safe in Je­sus’ ark;

When in the tempt­ing port they ride

O keep them safe at Je­sus’ side.

If life’s wide ocean smile or roar

Still guide them to the heav’n­ly shore;

And grant their dust in Christ may sleep

Abroad

at home

or in the deep.