We sail along toward the har­bor light,
Over the great life sea;
The break­ers roar and the waves dash high,
Who will our pi­lot be?

Refrain

The Christ will our pi­lot be,
A won­der­ful guide is He;
So we’ll sail, sail, sail!
Christ will our pi­lot be.

We sail along in the morn­ing bright,
Happy and glad are we;
But still we ask, as the rocks draw near,
Who will our pi­lot be?

Refrain

We sail along, there are shoals, they say,
Dangers from which to flee;
We face the storm with a hea­vy heart,
Who will our pi­lot be?

Refrain