1 There’s a Saviour who’s almighty,
He will guide my steps aright.
In the way that he directeth
I have faith, tho’ lacking sight.
Refrain:
My hand in his, I’ll tread the billows,
My hand in his, I’ll brave the storm,
My hand in his, he’ll take me over
I need not fear, nor have alarm.
2 As I travel toward that city
Of whose joys I long to prove;
My support is grace supernal,
My unerring counsel, love. [Refrain]
3 As he spake to trembling Peter,
Christ repeateth “Come” to e,
And the billows shall not harm you;
Wherefore doubtest thou? Saith, he. [Refrain]
4 All my doubts are gone forever,
And my soul is satisfied,
For omnipotence enthrills me,
Wondrous presence doth abide. [Refrain]
Source: The Old Story in Song Number Two #69