I Corinthians 1555

O Death where is thy sting? O Grief where is thy victory?  O Life you are a shining path And hope springs eternal just over the rise When I see my redeemer beckoning me Oh row my ship over the waves of your sea Let me find a safe port now and then Don't let the dark one in your sanctuary Until it's time to pack it in O row row my ship With the fire of your breath And don't lay a broadside on your ship as yet Blow ye warm winds When it's chilly and wet And don't come to soon For collecting my debt   O Death where is thy sting? O Grief where is thy victory?  O Life you are a shining path And hope springs eternal just over the rise When I see my redeemer beckoning me                       Oh let me sail on With my ship to the East And keep my eye on the North Star When the journey is no good for man or for beast I'll be safe wherever you are Just let me sail into your harbor of lights And there and forever to cast out my light Give me my task And let me do it right And do it with all of my might  O Death where is thy sting? O Grave where is thy victory?  O Life you are a shining path And hope springs eternal just over the rise When I see my redeemer beckoning me