Firmly hold it in thine own,
Gently, gently lead her down;
And when o'er the solemn sea
Safely she shall walk with thee,
Nearing to that other shore.
Whence a voice hath called her o'er.
Saviour, Saviour, from the tide,
Aid her up the heavenly side!
Lead her on that burning way,
Brighter than the path of day,