1 Lost in sight of the harbor,
Not on the trackless deep;
Not where ocean is blackest,
Nor where the wild winds sweep.
Refrain:
But lost in sight of the harbor;
Lost for the want of a hand;
Strong and certain and steadfast,
To pilot safe to the land.
2 Lost in sight of the harbor,
The days of sailing past,
In a few more brief moments,
The shore lines might be cast. [Refrain]
3 Lost in sight of the harbor,
The shore bells ringing clear,
Their sweet chimes the last music
That many a soul shall hear. [Refrain]
4 Lost in sight of the harbor,
Wrecked by the fogs of sin,
Some poor soul ship that’s sailing,
Can never enter in. [Refrain]
5 Lost in sight of the harbor,
"Lost," what a word of woe;
Choose the only sure Pilot,
Who "all the way" doth know.
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Then safe you’ll rest in the harbor;
Safe by the skill of a hand,
Strong and certain and steadfast,
The Pilot to "glory land."
Source: The Cyber Hymnal #11821