Classic Poem

1. Why linger yet upon the strand? Why hug the sheltered lee?
2. The mists of morning drift apart, The turning tide runs free;
O heart of mine, wouldst thou withstand The summons of the sea?
And O for the strength of a sailor's heart And a love of the open sea!

3. What wider ways that God has planned
Bode any ill to thee,
If in the hollow of his hand
He holds the unknown sea?

4. When winds are wild and waters riven,
And his waves gone over thee,
Unshaken is the throne of heaven;
Thy God still rules the sea.