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Edgar Guest - The Women Of The Sailors
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The women of the sailors, unto them, O God, be kind!
They never hear the breaking waves, they never hear the wind 
But that their hearts are anguish-tossed-, and every thought`s a fear, 
For the women of the sailors it`s a bitter time of year.

The women of the sailors, unto them, O God, be good! 
`Tis they who know and understand how frail are steel and wood; 
`Tis they who never see the spray upon a rock-bound coast 
But what they breathe a prayer to Thee for those that love them most.

The women of the sailors, unto them, O God, be nigh! 
They never hear the hurricane but that it means a sigh; 
They never hear the tempest but that they pray to
Thee For the safety of their loved ones who are battling with the sea.
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