1 The sea will not always be stormy,
The tempest blow wildly and long;
The skies will not always be leaden;
The lightning play lurid and long;
I fear not the turbulent waters,
I fear not the night long and dark;
No hark can betide in the voyage,
With Jesus asleep in my barque.

Chorus:
Let wild winds blow, let waves dash high!
The lurid lightning flash, the night be long and dark!
I fear no harm thro’ wave or storm
With Jesus asleep in my barque.

2 The sun may not shine for a season,
The skies may be leaden and gray;
The storm king may shriek in his fury,
And smother my barque in the spray.
Yet I will not fear, I will trust Him;
Though sullen the waters and dark;
No harm can befall His beloved
With Jesus asleep in my barque! [Chorus]

3 The thunder may crash and the lightning
May luridly play in the sky;
The storm will not always be blowing;
The sea will be calm by and by
The lighthouse of home in the harbor
Still beckons to me thro’ the dark;
With courage I sail the wild waters
With Jesus asleep in my barque. [Chorus]

4 The smother of storm in the offing
Will lift in the late evening light;
The clouds and the tempest will vanish,
And follow the shadows of night.
The voyage at last will be ended,
The day will dispel all the dark;
Sail on, then, sail on, weary pilgrim,
With Jesus asleep in my barque! [Chorus]