Monday, August 12


I got to worship to this song a couple weeks ago in church and it's been my heart's cry ever since then. It's an old hymn that I somehow didn't know until this summer and every word is perfect for this season in my life. I hope it blesses you as much as it does me.

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Jesus, Savior, pilot me Over life's tempestuous sea;
Unknown waves before me roll, Hiding rock and treach'rous shoal.
Chart and compass came from thee; Jesus, Savior, pilot me.

As a mother stills her child, Thou canst hush the ocean wild;
Boist'rous waves obey thy will When thou say'st to them, "Be still!"
Wondrous Sov'reign of the sea, Jesus, 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 thee say to me, "Fear not; I will pilot thee."