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, they'll 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 they're 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 ship's wise men will remind you once again   That the whole wide world is watchin'      Oh the foes will rise with the sleep still in their eyes   And they'll jerk from their beds and think they're dreamin'   But they'll pinch themselves and squeal and they'll know that it's for real   The hour that the ship comes in      And they'll raise their hands sayin', "We'll meet all your demands"   But we'll shout from the bow "Your days are numbered"   And like Pharaoh's tribe they'll be drownded in the tide   And like Goliath they'll be conquered