1 My ship is coming in at last,
My ship that sailed afar,
With spreading sail and favoring gale
She’s sailing o’er the bar.
Refrain:
She’s coming in, coming in,
Over the harbor bar!
She’s coming in, she’s coming in,
My ship that sailed afar.
2 With ice bound hull and storm rent sail,
All battered by the sea,
With windswept deck, almost a wreck,
She’s coming back to me. [Refrain]
3 And when she’s anchored safe in port,
With all her sails unbent,
And ended the long uncertainty,
Then I shall be content. [Refrain]
4 Oh, sweet content! Oh, vision fair!
Rest from the lifelong strife;
The peace of God, the Lord’s Well done,
The joy of endless life. [Refrain]
Source: The Cyber Hymnal #11699