Text: | The Mariner’s Hymn |
Author: | Mrs. Southey |
Launch thy bark, mariner!
Christian, God speed thee!
Let loose the rudder bands,
Good angels lead thee!
Set thy sails warily,
Tempests will come;
Steer thy course steadily,
Christian, steer home!
Look to the weather bow,
Breakers are round thee;
Let fall thy plummet now,
Shallows may ground thee.
Reef in thy foresail there;
Hold the helm fast;
So,—let the vessel wear,—
By swept the blast.
Slacken no sail yet, at
Inlet or island;
Straight for the beacon steer,—
Straight for the highland;
Crowd all the canvass on,
Cut through the foam;—
Christian! cast anchor now;
Heaven is thy home!
Text Information | |
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First Line: | Launch thy bark, mariner! |
Title: | The Mariner’s Hymn |
Author: | Mrs. Southey |
Meter: | P. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1866 |