anecdote of a boy, etc.
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Long hours do pass, no hand doth come
The Sailor Boy to save;—
And drifting on, he seems to be
But hanging o'er his grave!
The Sailor Boy to save;—
And drifting on, he seems to be
But hanging o'er his grave!
Thou, God, art there,—Thy kindly Hand
Has sealed his eyes in sleep:
Ah! Thou above the Sailor Boy
A sov'reign watch doth keep.
Has sealed his eyes in sleep:
Ah! Thou above the Sailor Boy
A sov'reign watch doth keep.
His sleep is calm: no thoughts of home
Distress his weary breast;
And ne'er illusion of the night
Can break the Sea Boy's rest!
Distress his weary breast;
And ne'er illusion of the night
Can break the Sea Boy's rest!
O God, his trust but lies in Thee,—
His youthful conscience clear;—
And though upon the deep, he feels
That he hath nought to fear.
His youthful conscience clear;—
And though upon the deep, he feels
That he hath nought to fear.
The morn in blushing splendour breaks
Athwart the eastern sky;
O'er head, in ever circling flight,
The sea bird wheeling by.
Athwart the eastern sky;
O'er head, in ever circling flight,
The sea bird wheeling by.
