FC
Verse 1
Dark is the night, and cold the wind is blowing,
Nearer and nearer comes the breakers’ roar;
Where shall I go, or whither fly for refuge?
Hide me, my Father, till the storm is o’er.
Chorus
With His loving hand to guide, let the clouds above me roll;
I can bear the wildest storm, with His glory in my soul,
I can sing amidst the tempest—praise the Lord.
Verse 2
Dark is the night, but cheering is the promise;
He will go with me o’er the troubled wave;
Safe He will lead me through the pathless waters,
Jesus, the mighty One, and strong to save.
Verse 3
Dark is the night, but lo! the day is breaking,
Onward my bark, unfurl thy every sail;
Now at the helm I see my Father standing,
Soon will my anchor drop within the veil.