SATB + solo, unaccompanied

NOTE FROM THE COMPOSER

This anonymous (alt. ZRS) text was placed in a London newspaper in 1819.

Written for Cara Tasher.

TEXT

Heaven be my pilot amid this stormy sea, may it be so.
Grant me in that blest port where storms no more shall be, may it be so.
The world is like a troubled sea, and all the people vessels are,
Tossed by waves of adversity, the furious winds of grief and care.

Heaven be my pilot amid this stormy sea, may it be so.
Grant me in that blest port where storms no more shall be, may it be so.
May it be so.