1 Across the ocean’s foaming main,
A ship comes bearing into sight,
She bears right proudly temperance name,
Inscribed in golden letters bright;
In vain winds beat and tempests pour,
She rides the wave like sea-born bird;
And from the waiting throng on shore,
A call by those on board is heard,
Temperance ship ahoy!
Refrain:
There comes answer to the call,
There’s room on board, come one, come all!
Our captain is the King on high,
Who bids us ever heed the cry of
Temperance ship ahoy!
2 Away with sorrow, pain and care,
The evils of the drunkard’s cup,
And proudly still our manhood wear,
And take the cause of temperance up;
In sorrow’s place there will be joy,
A mother’s smile where now’s a sigh,
And happiness without alloy;
Come, let us joyfully raise the cry,
Temperance ship ahoy! [Refrain]
Source: Good Will: A collection of New Music for Sabbath Schools and Gospel Meetings (Enlarged) #126a