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Pull away, pull away to the distant mark,
To the prize, our bonny bark.
Pull away, pull away, 'mid the waters
Foaming, sparkling, dashing all around;
Pull away, pull away, 'mid the wild confusion,
Onward to the wished-for bound.
Pull away, pull away, pull away, the vict'ry's ours;
Pull away, pull- away to the distant mark,
To-the prize, our bonny bark.

Rocked in the Cradle of the Deep
(A Flat)
Rocked in the cradle of the deep,
I lay me down in peace to sleep.
Secure I rest upon the wave,
For Thou, O Lord, hast pow'r to save;
I know Thou wilt not slight my call,
For Thou dost mark the sparrow's fall.

CHORUS
And calm and peaceful is my sleep,
Rock'd in the cradle of the deep,
And calm and peaceful is my sleep,
Rock'd in the cradle of the deep.

And such the trust that still were mine,
Tho' stormy winds swept o'er the brine;
Or tho' the tempests' fiery breath
Roused me from sleep to wreck and death,
In ocean cave still safe with Thee,
The germ of immortality.

Sailing
(C)
Y' heave ho! my lads, the wind blows free,
A pleasant gale is on our lee;
And soon across the ocean clear
Our gallant bark shall bravely steer,
But ere we part from England's shore tonight,
A song we'll sing for home and beauty bright.

CHORUS
Then here's to the sailor, and here's to the hearts so true,
Who will think of him upon the waters blue!
Sailing, sailing over the bounding main;
For many a stormy wind shall blow, ere Jack comes home again!
Sailing, sailing over the bounding main;
For many a stormy wind shall blow, ere Jack comes home again.

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