The Old Ship of Zion

I was drifting away on life�s pitiless sea,
And the angry waves threatened my ruin to be,
When away at my side, there I dimly descried,
A stately old vessel, and loudly I cried:
�Ship ahoy! Ship ahoy!�
And loudly I cried: �Ship ahoy!�

�Twas the �old ship of Zion,� thus sailing along,
All aboard her seemed joyous, I heard their sweet song;
And the Captain�s kind ear, ever ready to hear,
Caught my wail of distress, as I cried out in fear:
�Ship ahoy! Ship ahoy!�
As I cried out in fear: �Ship ahoy!�

The good Captain commanded a boat to be low�red,
And with tender compassion He took me on board;
And I�m happy today, all my sins washed away
In the blood of my Savior, and now I can say:
�Bless the Lord! Bless the Lord!�
From my soul I can say: �Bless the Lord!�

O soul, sinking down �neath sin�s merciless wave,
The strong arm of our Captain is mighty to save;
Then trust Him today, no longer delay,
Board the old ship of Zion, and shout on your way:
�Jesus saves! Jesus saves!�
Shout and sing on your way: �Jesus saves!�