Steady, Brother, Steady (EN 3412)

EN 3412

Steady, Brother, Steady

Mark.4.40

Steady, brother, steady, though the storm winds rise,

And darkness gather o’er you and it veil your skies;

Keep your course unwavered, and be brave, be true;

Fear not while the Master holds the helm with you.

Steady, steady, though clouds veil the sky;

Steady, steady, though waves roll high;

Steady, steady, be brave, be true;

Fear not while the Master holds the helm with you.

Steady, brother, steady, though the wild waves sweep,

Your barque will ride in safety, for He rules the deep;

Waves shall not o’erflow you while the Pilot’s near;

By the chart He giveth you, your course can steer.

Steady, brother, steady, look you over there,

Beyond the cloud and tempest see, the port lies fair;

There within the harbor with the storms all past,

You can safely anchor, sheltered safe at last.