Fellowship Hall

The mercy of God is an ocean divine, A boundless and fathomless flood; Launch out in the deep, cut away the shoreline, And be lost in the fulless of God.

Launch out into the deep, Oh, let the shoreline go, Launch out, launch out in the ocean divine, Out where the full tides flow.

But many, alas! only stand on the shore  And gaze on the ocean so wide; They never have ventured its depths to explore, Or to launch on the fathomless tide.

Launch out into the deep, Oh, let the shoreline go, Launch out, launch out in the ocean divine, Out where the full tides flow.

And others just venture away from the land, And linger so near to the shore, That the surf and the slime that beat over the strand, Dash o'er them in floods evermore.

Launch out into the deep, Oh, let the shoreline go, Launch out, launch out in the ocean divine, Out where the full tides flow.

Oh, let us launch out on this ocean so broad, Where the floods of salvation o'erflow; Oh, let us be lost in the mercy of God, Till the depths of His fullness we know. 

Launch out into the deep, Oh, let the shoreline go, Launch out, launch out in the ocean divine, Out where the full tides flow.