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Crossing the Bar Sunset and evening star, and one clear call for me! And may there be no moaning of the bar, when I put out to sea, But such a tide as moving seems asleep, too full for sound and foam, When that which drew from out the boundless deep turns again home. Twilight and evening bell, and after that the dark! And may there be no sadness of farewell, when I embark; For tho' from out our bourne of time and place the flood may bear me far, I hope to see my Pilot face to face when I have crost the bar. - Lord Alfred Tennyson, 1809 - 1892

Special Mariner's 23 Psalm The Lord is thy pilot, you shall not go adrift; He lighteth your passage across dark channels; And steereth you through the deep waters. He keepeth your log. He guideth you by the evening star, for safety's sake. Yea, though you sail midst the thunders and tempests of life, You shall fear no peril, for the lord is with you. Thy heaven above doth comfort you. And the vastness of His Sea upholds you. Surely fair winds and safe harbors shall be found all the days of thy life; and wrapped in God's welcoming love, you shall reach home port, Secure forever. Amen. -Author unknown