American Old Time Song Lyrics: 08 Our Sailors On The Sea

Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 8

OUR SAILORS ON THE SEA.

At night when we are lying on
Our beds, secure and warm,
We hear the mourning winds that tell
The coming of the storm;
The lightning flashed, the thunder roared
Around its childish glee,
On such a night may God protect
Our sailors on the sea-
On such a night may God protect
Our sailors on the sea.

Chorus.

Amidst the raging of the storm,
"We humbly ask of Thee-
Oh! Father, in Thy mercy save
Our sailors on the sea-
Oh! Father, in Thy mercy save
Our sailors on the sea.

The sailor little thinks, when he
Lets out upon the wave,
The worn-out ship in which he sails
May bear him to his grave;
Should storm arise, her rotten planks
To pieces soon may go;
Yet ships like this are sent to sea,
That man may richer grow-
Yet ships like this are sent to sea.
That man may richer grow.-Chorus.