text: Oh the time will come up when the wind will stop
  And the breeze will cease to be breathin
  Like the stillness in the wind fore the hurricane begins
  The hour that the ship comes in
  Oh the seas will split and the ship will hit
  And the sand on the shoreline will be shakin
  And the tide will sound and the waves will pound
  And the mornin will be breakin!
  Oh the fishes will laugh as they swim out of the path
  And the seagulls, theyll be smilin
  And the rocks on the sand will proudly stand
  The hour that the ship comes in
  And the words that are used for to get the ship confused
  Will not be understood as theyre spoken
  For the chains of the sea will have busted in the night
  And be buried on the bottom of the ocean
  Oh a song will lift as the mainsail shifts
  And the boat drifts onto the shoreline
  And the sun will respect every face on the deck
  The hour that the ship comes in
  And the sands will roll out a carpet of gold
  For your weary toes to be a touchin
  And the ships wise men will remind you once again
  That the whole wide world is watchin!
  Of the foes will rise with the sleep still in their eyes
  And theyll jerk from their beds and think theyre dreamin
  But theyll pinch themselves and squeal
  And theyll know that its for real
  The hour that the ship comes in
  And theyll raise their hands sayin
  Well meet all your demands
  But well shout from the bow Your days are numbered!
  And like Pharaohs tribe theyll be drownded in the tide
  And like Goliath theyll be conquered!