This is the last part of a long song that Grandpa recites to us grandkids. I have named it "The Mariner's Song" but you could equally substitute "hymn" for song. Grandpa told us kids that during his navy days they didn't have TV or Internet on shipboard so they had to make up their own entertainment. This song was taught to him by old British sailors who had become naturalized American citizens. It is their contemplation of the sea, nature and God. I told Grandpa I was surprised how much philosophy and wisdom was contained in the stanzas. Enjoy!
The seas, like time, take everything down
they retain what they claim and return what is found
their mysteries are kept in eternities vault
they make no mistakes and are never at fault
no favors to buy, no patience to try
its motives are pure; the judgements are sure
there is no deceit to be laid at its feet-
There is only one Power they've been known to obey,
The One that saved Peter when he looked away.
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