On The Seas And Far Away（2 / 2）

spare but him that's far away.

at the starless, midnight hour

when winter rules with boundless power,

as the storms the forests tear,

and thunders rend the howling air,

listening to the doubling roar,

surging on the rocky shore,

all i can—i weep and pray

for his weal that's far away,

on the seas and far away,

on stormy seas and far away;

all i can—i weep and pray,

for his weal that's far away.

peace, thy olive wand extend,

and bid wild war his ravage end,

man with brother man to meet,

and as a brother kindly greet;

then may heav'n with prosperous gales,

fill my sailor's welcome sails;

to my arms their charge convey,

my dear lad that's far away.

on the seas and far away,

on stormy seas and far away;

to my arms their charge convey,

my dear lad that's far away.