(Part of a series singing through the hymnbook I grew up with: Great Hymns of the Faith)
Jesus, Savior, pilot me Over life’s tempestuous sea:
Unknown waves before me roll, Hiding rocks and treach’rous shoal;
Chart and compass come from Thee — Jesus, Savior, pilot me.
As a mother still her child, Thou canst hush the ocean wild;
Boist’rous waves obey Thy will When Thou say’st to them, “Be still!”
Wondrous Sov’reign of the sea, Jesus, Savior, pilot me!
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!”