Sailing home at last,
Morning breaks to shades to light;
Foreign lands bid farewell,
Hoping to glance at my face one last time;
Tomorrow holds uncertainty.
But my trust is in the Lord, my hope and my fortress.
In Him all things are sure,
All things already hoped for.
Sailing, I am sailing home
Sailing, I am sailing home.
With Christ in my vessel I can smile at the storm,
Until He takes me home.
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