"Oh, I have been at the brink of the grave,
And stood at the edge of the dark, deep wave;
And I thought, in the still calm hours of night,
Of those regions where all is forever bright;
And I feared not the wave
Nor the gloomy grave,
For I knew that Jehovah was mighty to save.
"I have watched the solemn ebb and flow,
Of life's tide that was moving sure though slow;
I've stood on the shore of eternity,
And heard the deep roar of its rushing sea;
Yet I feared not the wave
Nor the gloomy grave,
For I knew that Jehovah was mighty to save.
"And I found that my only rest could be
In the death of the One who died for me;
For my rest is bought with the price of blood
Which flowed from the veins of the Son of God;
So I fear not the wave
Nor the gloomy grave,
For I know that Jehovah is mighty to save.”