Scripture Verse

He bringeth them unto their desired haven. Psalm 107:30


Words: Charles E. York, in Hymns An­cient and Mo­dern, 1889.

Music: Mel­combe Sam­uel Webbe, 1782 (🔊 pdf nwc).

If you know where to get a good pho­to of York (head & shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els),

Samuel Webbe, Sr. (1740–1816)


As near the wished for port we draw
We lift our hearts in praise to Thee,
Almighty Fa­ther, lov­ing Lord,
Our pi­lot on the trou­bled sea.

By Thy good care in peace we come,
From fire and foe se­cure­ly kept,
And af­ter tem­pest, at Thy word,
The waves have laid them down and slept.

As Thou hast giv’n us out­ward calm,
So, Lord, with­in us may there be
A peace di­vine, a peace in Him,
Through whom alone we live to Thee.

Give us more light, di­rect our course,
Cleanse us from guile, our hearts re­new;
Let not dark clouds of sin shut out
The star of Je­sus from our view.

And then, our long life voy­age o’er,
And past the per­ils of the sea,
Receive us on the bliss­ful shore,
To ev­er­last­ing rest with Thee.

To Fa­ther, Son, and Ho­ly Ghost,
The God whom Heav’n and earth adore,
Be glo­ry as it was of old,
Is now, and shall be ev­er­more.