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.