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936. The Harbor Bell

1 Our life is like a stormy sea
Swept by the gales of sin and grief,
While on the windward and the lee
Hang heavy clouds of unbelief;
But o’er the deep a call we hear,
Like harbor bell’s inviting voice;
It tells the lost that hope is near,
And bids the trembling soul rejoice.

Refrain:
This way, this way, O heart oppressed,
So long by storm and tempest driv’n;
This way, this way, lo, here is rest,
Rings out the harbor bell of Heav’n.

2 Oh, let us now the call obey,
And steer our bark for yonder shore,
Where still that voice directs the way,
In pleading tones forevermore;
A thousand life wrecks strew the sea;
They’re going down at every swell;
“Come unto Me, come unto Me,”
Rings out th’ assuring harbor bell. [Refrain]

3 O tempted one, look up, be strong;
The promise of the Lord is sure,
That they shall sing the victor’s song,
Who faithful to the end endure;
God’s Holy Spirit comes to thee,
Of His abiding love to tell;
To blissful port, o’er stormy sea,
Calls Heav’n’s inviting harbor bell. [Refrain]

4 Come, gracious Lord, and in Thy love
Conduct us o’er life’s stormy wave;
Oh, guide us to the home above,
The blissful home beyond the grave;
There, safe from rock, and storm, and flood,
Our song of praise shall never cease,
To Him who bought us with His blood,
And brought us to the port of peace. [Refrain]

Text Information
First Line: Our life is like a stormy sea
Title: The Harbor Bell
Author: John H. Yates (1891)
Meter: 8.8.8.8 D 8.8.8.8
Scripture: Matthew 11:28
Source: Timeless Truths (http://library.timelesstruths.org/music/The_Harbor_Bell)
Refrain First Line: This way, this way, O heart oppressed
Tune Information
Name: [Our life is like a stormy sea]
Composer: Ira D. Sankey
Meter: 8.8.8.8 D 8.8.8.8
Key: F Major
Source: Timeless Truths (http://library.timelesstruths.org/music/The_Harbor_Bell)



Media
MIDI file: The_Harbor_Bell.mid
(http://library.timelesstruths.org/music/The_Harbor_Bell)
More media are available on the text authority and tune authority pages.




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