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now let prayer and music Meet in love on earth and sea! Now, sweet Mother! may the weary Turn from this cold world to thee!

From the wide and restless waters Hear the sailor's hymn arise! From his watch-fire midst the mountains, Lo! to thee the shepherd cries!

Yet, when thus full hearts find voices, If o'erburden'd souls there be, Dark and silent in their anguish, Aid those captives! set them free!