GROSSING THE BAR 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 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 Twilight and evening bell And after that the dark And may there be no sadness of farewell When I embark
PRELUDE
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Mrs. Emma Starks
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H Y M N .......... ___VPRECIOUS LORD"
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