Rowers now are rowing
A boat of great delight;
The boatman who was steering it
The Son of God is hight;
And angels were the rowers,
Rowing with all their might;
Its flag the flag of hope:
O, how fair a sight!
Its mast the mast of fortitude,
And as crystal bright.
The boat's sail, sewn with faith,
To all the world gave light.
Upon the waters calm
No breath of wind may light.