I’m resting so sweetly in Jesus now!
I sail the wide seas no more;
The tempests may sweep o’er the wild, stormy deep—
I am safe where the storms come no more.
I have anchored my soul in the haven of rest,
I sail the wild seas no more, no more;
The tempests may sweep o’er the wild, stormy deep,
But in Jesus I’m safe evermore, evermore,
But in Jesus I’m safe evermore.
O long on the ocean my bark was tossed,
Where tempests and storms ne’er cease;
My heart was in fear, and no refuge was near,
Till in Jesus my soul found her peace.
How sweet in a haven of rest to hide!
No billows of doubt or fear—
The oceans may roll, but there’s rest for the soul,
When the voice of my Savior is near.