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OUTWARD BOUND.
Or to islands of the blest,
—He with me and I with him—
Outward bound.
—He with me and I with him—
Outward bound.
Nothing but a speck we seem
In the waste of waters round,
Floating, floating like a dream,—
Outward bound.
But within that tiny speck
Two brave hearts with one accord
Past all tumult, grief, and wreck,
Look up calm,—and praise the Lord,
Outward bound.
In the waste of waters round,
Floating, floating like a dream,—
Outward bound.
But within that tiny speck
Two brave hearts with one accord
Past all tumult, grief, and wreck,
Look up calm,—and praise the Lord,
Outward bound.
Cambridge: Printed by Welch, Bigelow & Co.
