My ship sails over life’s darkening main.
Traversing lightning and thunder and rain.

Through threatening waves goes the strong prow.
As in deep prayer on bended knee I do bow.

My Bible, the rudder, a strong mighty force.
Guiding, correcting and righting my course.

With daily devotion from God’s Holy Word.
Urging me onward to serve my Dear Lord.

Christ at the helm of the ship strong and true.
He’s the Shipmaster, He captains the crew.