Close be our vision and constant our hope
Love be our anchor and light be our scope
When ‘neath us the grasping of mire takes hold
Christ be our vision; our path be of gold

A storm and a trial be power to wings
A fire be strength to bring light to all things
A cliff be a highway leads straight to the sky
Christ made the journey; so you may and I

Though wave beat against us, our vision be light
Though earth shake beneath us, let joy be our flight
Behold not the trouble nor notice the night
Ahead be the glory of dawn’s early light