O Lord, be with us when we sail

Upon the lonely deep,

Our Guard when on the silent deck

The midnight watch we keep.

We need not fear, though all around,

‘Mid rising winds, we hear

The multitude of waters surge;

For Thou, O God, art near.

If duty calls from threaten'd strife

To guard our native shore,

And shot and shell are answ’ring fast

The booming cannon's roar.

Be Thou the mainguard of our host,

Till war and danger cease:

Defend the right, put up the sword,

And through the world make- peace.

So when the fiercer storms arise

From man’s unbridled will,

Be Thou, Lord, present in our hearts

To whisper, “Peace, be still.”

Across this troubled tide of life

Thyself our Pilot be,

Until we reach that better land

The land that knows no sea.