1 Why those fears? Behold, 'tis Jesus
Holds the helm and guides the ship:
Spread the sails, and catch the breezes
Sent to waft us through the deep;
To the regions
Where the mourners cease to weep.
2 Though the shore we hope to land on
Only by report is known,
Yet we freely all abandon,
Led by that report alone;
And with Jesus
Through the trackless deep move on.
3 Led by that, we brave the ocean;
Led by that, the storms defy;
Calm amidst tumultuous motion,
Knowing that our Lord in nigh:
Waves obey Him,
And the storms before Him fly.
4 O what pleasures there await us:
There the tempests cease to rear;
There it is that those who hate us
Can molest our peace no more;
On that tranquil happy shore.
Source: The Lutheran Hymnary #241