Jesus Both Our Mast and Sail
Fastened to a bloody deck,
the Mast of our salvation
It drives the ark that bears Your church
o’er the world’s damnation.
Jesus both our Mast and Sail,
our Shelter and our Friend
Thou Ark for sinners tried and true
our haven without end!
The Sail now raised and full doth charge
to the centre of the storm
Where love and law and sin collide;
that glorious Friday morn!
The Sail now furled is torn and shred
beyond all recognition
The Lighting Rod of God’s just dread
has wrought its awful mission.
The Mast now stained with crimson red;
has met the dark cloud’s fury
Into port it sways and stands
and hails the Father’s glory!