Harbor Bell

our life is like a stormy sea
swept by the gales of sin and grief,
while on the windward and the lee
hang heavy clouds of unbelief;
but o’er the deep a call we hear,
like harbor bell’s inviting voice;
it tells the lost that hope is near,
and bids the trembling soul rejoice.

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this way, this way, o heart oppressed,
so long by storm and tempest driv’n;
this way, this way, lo here is rest,
rings out the harbor bell of heav’n.

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o let us now the call obey,
and steer our bark for yonder shore,
where still that voice directs the way,
in pleading tones forevermore;
a thousand life wrecks strew the sea;
they’re going down at every swell;
“come unto me, come unto me,”
rings out th’ assuring harbor bell.

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o tempted one, look up, be strong;
the promise of the lord is sure,
that they shall sing the victor’s song,
who faithful to the end endure;
god’s holy spirit comes to thee,
of his abiding love to tell;
to blissful port, o’er stormy sea,
calls heav’n’s inviting harbor bell.

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come, gracious lord, and in thy love
conduct us o’er life’s stormy wave;
o guide us to the home above,
the blissful home beyond the grave;
there safe from rock, and storm, and flood,
our song of praise shall never cease,
to him who bought us with his blood,
and brought us to the port of peace.

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