The women of the sailors, unto them, O God, be kind!
They never hear the breaking waves, they never hear the wind
But that their hearts are anguish-tossed-, and every thought's a fear,
For the women of the sailors it's a bitter time of year.
The women of the sailors, unto them, O God, be good!
'Tis they who know and understand how frail are steel and wood;
'Tis they who never see the spray upon a rock-bound coast
But what they breathe a prayer to Thee for those that love them most.
The women of the sailors, unto them, O God, be nigh!
They never hear the hurricane but that it means a sigh;
They never hear the tempest but that they pray to
Thee For the safety of their loved ones who are battling with the sea.
The Women Of The Sailors
Edgar Albert Guest
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