First Line: Take courage, temperance workers,

Take courage, temperance workers !
You shall not suffer wreck,
While up to God the people's prayers
Are ringing from your deck ;
Wait cheerily, ye workers,
For daylight and for land,
The breath of God is in your sails.
Your rudder in His hand.

Sail on, . . O ship of hope !
Sail on for truth and right ;
The breath of God is in your sails,
The haven is in sight !
The breath of God is in your sails,
The haven is in sight !

2 Sail on ! sail on ! deep-freighted
With blessings and with hopes ;
The good of old, with shadowy hands,
Are pulling at your ropes ;
Behind you, holy martyrs
Uplift the palm and crown ;
Before you, unborn ages send
Their benedictions down.

3 Speed on ! your work is holy,
God's errands never fail !
Sweep on through storm and darkness wild,
The thunder and the hail ;
Toil on, the morning cometh,
The port you yet shall win !
And all the bells of God shall ring
The Ship of Temperance in !