785. Jesus at thy command

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 in thy word;
My soul each storm defies,
While I have such a Lord;
I'll trust thy faithfulness and power,
To save me in the trying hour.

3 Though rock and quicksands deep
Through all all my passage lie,
Yet Christ will safely keep,
And guard me with his eye;
My anchor, hope, will firm abide,
And every boisterous storm outride.

4 By faith I see the land,
The port of endless rest;
Through grace I hope to stand
And sing among the blest.
O may I reach the heavenly shore,
Where winds and waves distress no more.

5 Whene'er becalmed I lie,
When wind and storm subside,
Then to my succor fly,
And keep me near thy side;
For more the treacherous calm I dread
Than tempests bursting o'er my head.

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

Text Information
First Line: Jesus at thy command
Author: Anon.
Publication Date: 1886
Topic: The Christian: Guidance and Protection
Tune Information
Composer: L. A. Logan
Meter: H. M.
Key: A♭ Major
Notes: Alternate tunes: #252 or 167.

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