Oh the time will come u p when the wind s will stop
And the b reeze will ce ase to be a-br eathin
Like the st illness in the wind before the hurricane be gins,
The h our that the ship comes in
And the sea will sp lit and the s hips will hit
And the sands on the sho reline will be sh aking
And the tide will sound and the waves will pound
And the mo rning will be a-br eaki ng
Oh the fishes will l(aug)h as they swim out of th e path
And the s eagulls will be a-smili n'
And the r ocks on the sand will proudly stan d
The hour that th e ship comes in
And the words that are u sed for to get the ship co nfused
Will not be understo od as they're sp oken
Oh the ch ains of the sea will have busted in the night
And be bu ried on th e bottom o f the oce an
A song wil l lift as the m ain sail shi fts
And the boat drifts u nto the shorel ine
And th e sun will respect every face on the deck
The hou r that the ship comes in
And the sands will roll o ut a carpet of g old
For your wearied to es to be a-tou chin'
And the ship's wise men will re mind you once a gain
That the whole wide world i s watc hin'
Oh the foes will rise wit h the sleep still in their eyes
And they' ll jerk from their b eds and think they're dre amin'
But the y'll pinch themselv es and squ eal
And the y'll know that it's for r eal,
The hour that th e ship comes in
And they'l l raise their hands,S ayin'we'll meet all you deman ds
But we' ll shout from the bow,Y our days are num bered
And lik e Pharoah's tribe they'l l be drownded in t he tide
And like Goliath they'll be co nquere d