1  Jesus, Savior, pilot me

    Over life's tempestuous sea;

    Unknown waves before me roll,

    Hiding rock and treach'rous shoal;

    Chart and compass come from Thee;

       Jesus, Savior, pilot me.

 2  As a mother stills her child,

    Thou canst hush the ocean wild;

    Boist'rous waves obey Thy will

    When Thou say'st to them, "Be still."

    Wondrous Sov'reign of the sea,

       Jesus, Savior, pilot me.

 3  Though death's valley I may pass,

    Still Thy grace will fear surpass;

    In Thy presence I will rest,

    And, while leaning on Thy breast,

    I will hear Thee say to me,

       "Fear not, I will pilot thee."