Pacific Gold

Jesus, Savior, Pilot Me

Jesus, Savior, pilot me
Over life’s tempestuous sea
Unknown waves before me roll
Hiding rock and treacherous shoal
Chart and compass come from Thee
Savior, pilot me

Though the sea be smooth and bright
Sparkling with the stars of night
And my ship’s path be ablaze
With the light of halcyon days
Still I know my need of Thee
Savior, pilot me

When at last I near the shore
And the fearful breakers roar
’Twixt me and the peaceful rest
Then, while leaning on Thy breast
May I hear you say to me
I will pilot thee