  1797.OUR brothers of the landward side Are bound by Church and stall, By Councils Œcumenical, By Gothic arches tall; But we who know the cold grey sea, The salt and flying spray, We praise the Lord in our fathers' way, In the simple faith of the sea we pray, To the God that the winds and waves obey Who sailed on Galilee. We pray as the Flag-Lieutenant prayed, At St Vincent's cabin door (Twenty sail of the line in view— South-West by South they bore): "O Lord of Hosts, I praise Thee now, And bow before Thy might, Who has given us fingers and hands to fight, And twenty ships of the line in sight; Thou knewest, O Lord, and placed them right— To leeward, on the bow." |
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