Shunned At A Funeral - The Seafarers

So
I have a little CONFESSION TO MAKE
I DON'T LIKE THE OCEAN
NOPE, [screaming] YOU WON'T CATCH ME OUT
THERE, BUT
I DO LIKE THIS SONG
THIS IS THE SEA FAIRER'S
Hold the rope and hold the line
Watch the edge where water shine
I woke where the black waves battered
The boards, with salt in my hair
And my hands on the cords.
The moon had
Gone pale, the lantern had light, and thunder was a-walking starboard side.
We reefed down the sail with the rain in our teeth, the deep cold low
From the dark underneath
But
I thought of the one who had stood
In the squall, and the wind knew his
Name when he spoke to it all
When the sea
TURNS WILD, the king of the storm was once
Mary's child.
Hold girls
Hold, when the night winds moan
The lord of the waves will carry us home
Keep your eyes on the horizon
Hold hold your hands upon the mast.
He
Who calmed the raging waters
Holds holds the first and holds the last.
Sing, sing
When the thunder's rising.
Stand, stand
When the black waves roar
We will watch until we see him, Christ
Our captain
On the shore
Christ our captain on the shore
And music
Come on, you can sing
LOUDER THAN THAT
THE COMPASS SPUN CIRCLES like doubt in my chest.
The rope snapped sharp when
The ghost fled to west.
Our
Courage wore thin as the cold came
Through, but mercy burned a red where
The morning grew.
The deck
Pitched hard like the world giving way
Yet dawn cut gold through the iron gray spray.
For every old fear that it clawed
At the foam, a promise rose bright
Like a sail going home
So, hold, boys, hold when the breakers climb.
The
Lord is not late in the teeth
Of time
Hold, girls, hold, let the night winds flee.
The man of the cross still
Commands the sea
Keep your eyes on the horizon
Hold, hold your hands upon the mast.
He
Who calmed the raging waters
And music
Hold holds the first and holds the last
Sing, sing when the thunder's rising
Stand, stand
When the black waves roar
We will watch until we see him, Christ
Our captain
On the shore
And singing
Christ our captain on the shore
If he delays, we keep the flame
IF TEMPESTS RISE, WE BLESS HIS NAME.
The lighthouse watched the seafarers rode
And grace still marked the way.
Road.
No
Grave is deep, no night is wide
No storm can steal his wounded bride
The mast may crack, the sail may
Tear, but
Christ is coming through the
LET'S THE LIGHT
JOY WILL SHINE
WAVE AND FALL
BRING US hOME.
KEEP YOUR
EYES ON THE hORIZON.
HOLD HOLD YOUR HANDS UPON THE mAST.
HE who calmed the raging wATERS
HOLDS HOLDS THE FIRST AND HOLDS the last
Sing sing when the thunder's rising
Stand stand when the black waves roar
We will watch until we see him
Christ our captain, on the shore
Brave with the waiting hearts once more
He who walked upon the water is the
Lord who left the grave
Christ our captain on the shore
You will feel the sea
Christ our captain
On the shore