To My Ladys Grace Unseen

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You’re no rummies, no vagrants,
You’re the light of seven seas,
Sing a song, a hymn of ages
To my lady’s grace unseen,
Sing a song, a hymn of ages
To my lady’s grace unseen.

Look into her eyes profound
And upon her gentle face,
Know you found, that you found
In her shores your saving grace,
Know you found, that you found
In her shores your saving grace.

We’re worldly, earthly, weathered,
And the myths of gods be darned;
But we carry on our feathers
What the others – in their arms,
But we carry on our feathers
What the others – in their arms.

If you trust your life and soul
To those beacons ever blue,
Then the fog dispels and certain
That the shore will come to view,
Then the fog dispels and certain
That the shore will come to view.

You’re no rummies, no vagrants,
You’re the light of seven seas,
Sing a song, a hymn of ages
To my lady’s grace unseen
Sing a song, a hymn of ages
To my lady’s grace unseen.