"Call Of The Great Sea"

To me! To me!

Beckons the Great Sea

To me! To me!

You ships of Tarshish

Return to your vows

You prophets errant

Keep your new vows

You pagans penitent

The time is near

The time is come

It’s been three years

Bring your sons

Load your silver

Cart your gold

Bring your apes

Shine your stones

You kings of the isles

You merchants of the sea

Higher than any mountain

I wish you could see

Search the whole sea

Seeking the city Zion

Never will find it

Unless you’re right on

To me! To me!

You sons of Tarshish

Even with your expertise

Repent! Turn to Me!