1 Our frail bark is on the ocean,
By the tempest wildly tossed;
Savior, calm the troubled waters,
Ere we are forever lost.
Oh, the storm! the wild, dark storm!
See the lighthouse on the strand;
Guide us, Pilot, to the harbor,
Safe into Immanuel’s land.
2 Hear the breakers of temptation,
Hear their sullen, angry roar;
Save us, guide us, and protect us,
Bring us to that blissful shore. [Refrain]
3 Help us, Lord to find the mooring
That shall hold our vessel fast;
Anchored to the Rock of Ages,
We are safe from sin at last. [Refrain]Source: The Cyber Hymnal #8780