Scripture Verse

Come thou and all thy house into the ark. Genesis 7:1


Fanny Crosby (1820–1915)

Words: Fan­ny Cros­by, in Bright­est and Best, by Ro­bert Low­ry & How­ard Doane (New York & Chi­ca­go, Il­li­nois: Big­low & Main, 1875), page 8.

Music: W. How­ard Doane (🔊 pdf nwc).

W. Howard Doane (1832–1915)


O fly to the Ark, poor soul,
No refuge on earth so near;
The billows without may roll,
But God will protect thee here.


Then fly, fly to the Ark of Rest,
There, there shall thy soul be blest;
O haste, or the open door
May close ere the day is o’er.

O fly to the Ark of Grace,
For how canst thou brave the storm
That cometh so wild apace?
’Twill cover thy helpless form.


O fly to the Ark of Love,
The world has no home for thee;
O come like the weary dove,
And sweet shall thy welcome be.


Come into the Ark, come in,
And Je­sus, the Lord, will give
A pardon for all thy sin—
Come into the Ark and live.