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Adrift on the waters,
so dark and so cold,
Afar from the
beautiful city of gold,
A vessel is sinking,
for heavy the gale,
The cable is broken,
and tattered each sail.
Poor child of the wreck,
see the lifeboat is near,
A sweet voice is heard,
for the Master is here;
He walks every billow,
controls every wave,
'Tis Jesus, King Jesus,
"the mighty to save."
Oh, I was the sinner
alone on the sea,
But love's blessed signal
were floating for me;
Though thunders were rolling,
and billows at strife,
Lo, Jesus was calling,
"escape for thy life."
Poor child of the wreck,
see the lifeboat is near,
A sweet voice is heard,
for the Master is here;
He walks every billow,
controls every wave,
'Tis Jesus, King Jesus,
"the mighty to save."
I stepped in the life
boat, provided for me,
And Jesus my Pilot,
my Captain to be;
His bosom my refuge,
my "haven of rest."
I'm rescued from shipwreck,
so happy and blest.
Poor child of the wreck,
see the lifeboat is near,
A sweet voice is heard,
for the Master is here;
He walks every billow,
controls every wave,
'Tis Jesus, King Jesus,
"the mighty to save."
Life's turbulent surges
are kissed into peace,
The beacons are shining,
and songs never cease;
Fair moonbeams, bright
sunshine illumine the tide,
While onward to glory
we'll joyfully glide.
Poor child of the wreck,
see the lifeboat is near,
A sweet voice is heard,
for the Master is here;
He walks every billow,
controls every wave,
'Tis Jesus, King Jesus,
"the mighty to save."
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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11 11 11 11 with refrain
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Writer(s):
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Dates:
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c.1897
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Bible Refs:
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Ps 107:29-30;
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MUSIC
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Name:
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SAVED FROM THE WRECK
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Meter:
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Writer(s):
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Dates:
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echo ' | ';
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