Our brother the haven has gained,
                                        
                                        Outflying the tempest and wind;
                                        
                                        His rest he hath sooner obtained,
                                        
                                        And left his companions behind,
                                        
                                        Still tossed on a sea of distress,
                                        
                                        Hard toiling to make the blest shore,
                                        
                                        Where all is assurance and peace,
                                        
                                        And sorrow and sin are no more.