Upon reaching the golden shore, stormy weather becomes a thing of the past; so my guest encourages us to continue the journey.

  

Sail On, O Christian Comrade

by Margaret Cagle

 

Sail on, O Christian comrade true.

Sail on until your journey’s through.

Sail on; the lighthouse is in sight.

Sail on; sail toward that beacon light.

 

When fog tries to swallow the light,

Have faith and sail on through the night.

Fog can’t swallow that light so great.

Sail on; that golden shore doth wait.

 

The Captain said, “We’ve reached the shore.

Your sailing is over forever more.

No more winds and storms will blow.

No more dangers will you ever know.”

 

“You have reached that happy strand.

You are finally over in Gloryland.

See all that Heaven has in store

As you live with Jesus forever more.”