We are out on the ocean sailing,

We are out on the ocean sailing,
Homeward bound we sweetly glide ;
We are out on the ocean sailing,
To a home beyond the tide.

All the storms will soon be over,
Then we'll anchor in the harbour;
We are out on the ocean sailing
To a home beyond the tide.

2 Millions now are safely landed,
Over on the golden shore ;
Millions more are on their journey,
Yet there's room for millions more.

3 Spread your sails, while heavenly
Gently waft our vessel on ; [breezes
All on board are sweetly singing----
Free salvation is the song.

4 When we all are safely anchored,
We will shout----our trials o'er ;
We will walk about the city,
And we'll sing for evermore.