E. Hopper

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JESUS, Savior, pilot me

Over life’s tempestuous sea;

Unknown waves around me roll,

Hiding rocks and treacherous shoal;

Chart and compass come from Thee,

Jesus, Savior, pilot me.

2

As a mother stills her child,

Thou canst hush the ocean wild.

Boisterous waves obey Thy will

When Thou say’st to them “Be still!”

Wondrous Sovereign of the sea;

Jesus, Savior, pilot me.

3

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.”