While heaves our bark far from the land;--
We ride o'er the deep without fear;--
The waters are held in thy hand.
3Eternity comes in the sound
Of billows that never can sleep!
There's Deity circling us round,--
Omnipotence walks o'er the deep!
4O Father, our eye is to thee,
As on for the haven we roll;
And faith in our Pilot shall be