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?

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?

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?

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