 ¶ When before me pillows rise from the mighty deep ¶ ¶ Then the Lord directs my ship, He does safely keep ¶ ¶ And He leads me gently all through this world below ¶ ¶ He's a real friend to me, oh, I love Him so ¶ ¶ Oh, I want to see Him look upon His face ¶ ¶ And to sing forever of His saving grace ¶