This life is an ocean

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1 This life is an ocean, and each has his bark,
We all have a compass to guide in the dark;
We have a bright star eighteen centuries old,
We have a strong anchor more precious than gold.

Voyaging, voyaging over the foam,
Oh, may we all anchor in heaven our home.

2 This one has forgotten his watch upon deck,
And there is his bark ‘mid the breakers a wreck;
This one without chart of the winds is the sport,
Fast drifting away from the heavenly port. [Refrain]

3 There is the safe haven a little way on,
Keep steady the helm till the harbor is won;
Through all the night long though the billows have roared,
We’ve known not a fear for the Pilot’s on board. [Refrain]

Source: Wondrous Love: A Collection of Songs and Services for Sunday Schools #67

Author: Sophia T. Griswold

Griswold, Sophia Taylor Also called "Paulina," Mrs. W. R. Griswold, Sophia T. Griswold, and Mrs. E. W. Griswold. Died: May 22, 1903, Chicago, Illinois. Buried: Rosehill Cemetery, Chicago, Illinois. Pseudonym: Paulina. SOPHIA TAYLOR GRISWOLD (1828–1903) lived in Chicago. For many years she was a friend of Philip P. Bliss. She wrote words to songs composed by Philip P. Bliss and George Root. She married Dr. William R. Griswold, a native of Forestville, N.Y. -- Go to person page >

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First Line: This life is an ocean
Author: Sophia T. Griswold
Refrain First Line: Voyaging, voyaging over the foam


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Wondrous Love: A Collection of Songs and Services for Sunday Schools #67

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