16 - Crossing the Bar

Words by Alfred Lord Tennyson
Tune by Various

Sunset and evening star,
And one clear call for me!
And may there be no moaning of the bar
When I put out to sea.

When I put out to sea, when I put out to sea.
And may there be no moaning of the bar
When I put out to sea.

But such a tide as moving seems asleep,
Too full for sound and foam,
When that which drew from out the boundless deep
Turns again home.

Turns again home, turns again home,
When that which drew from out the boundless deep
Turns again home.

Twilight and evening bell,
And after that the dark!
And may there be no sadness of farewell
When I embark.

When I embark, when I embark,
And may there be no sadness of farewell
When I embark.

For though from out our bourne of time and place
The flood may bear me far,
I hope to see my Pilot face to face
When I have crossed the bar.

When I have crossed the bar, when I have crossed the bar.
I hope to see my Pilot face to face
When I have crossed the bar.