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1 Jesus, at Thy command,
I launch into the deep;
And leave my native land,
Where sin lulls all asleep;
For Thee I would the world resign,
And sail to heaven with Thee and Thine.

2 Thou art my Pilot wise;
My compass is Thy Word;
My soul each storm defies,
While I have such a Lord;
I trust Thy faithfulness and power,
To save me in the trying hour.

3 Though rocks and quicksands deep,
Through all my passage lie;
Yet Christ will safely keep,
And guide me with His eye;
My anchor, hope, shall firm abide,
And I each boisterous storm outride.

4 By faith I see the land—
The port of endless rest;
My soul, thy sails expand,
And fly to Jesus’ breast!
O may I reach the heavenly shore,
Where winds and waves distress no more.

5 Whene’er becalmed I lie,
And storms forbear to toss,
Be Thou, dear Lord, still nigh,
Lest I should suffer loss;
For more the treacherous calm I dread,
Than tempests bursting o’er my head.

6 Come, Holy Ghost, and blow,
A prosperous gale of grace;
Waft me from all below,
To heaven, my destined place,
Then, in full sail, my port I’ll find,
And leave the world and sin behind.