1 Drawing near to the port we have sailed for so long,
We have seen it by faith, ‘tis the theme of our sing;
Now the land-breezes come from the “Beautiful Hills,”
And the “Sunshine of Heav’n” ev’ry waiting heart thrills

Refrain:
Sailing on to the Port of the blest,
Sailing on to the harbor of rest.
That the faithful shall enter, assurance is giv’n,
Sailing on, sailing on, to the “Harbor of Heav’n.”

2 Hark the music of angels, how sweetly they sing
Round the throne of the Savior, the heavenly King,
Like the echo it comes from the hills far away,
By the land breezes borne o’er the waves of the bay. [Refrain]

3 We are sailing along o’er a calm, quiet way,
For our Pilot is he whom the winds must obey,
IT is Jesus, whose hand guides the bark o’er the tide,
‘Tis his voice that hath bidden the waves to subside. [Refrain]

4 Come on board, for the Pilot is calling for you,
Leave your sins on the shore, join the heaven-bound crew;
Cleanse your heart in the blood of the Lamb that was slain,
Will you enter the ark? must his call be in vain? [Refrain]