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Never Weather-Beaten Sail
Frederick Frahm
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Sacred

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Text:

Never weather-beaten sail more willing bent to shore,
never tired Pilgrims limbs affected slumber more,
than my wearied soul now longs to fly out of my troubled breast;
O come quickly, sweetest Lord, and take my soul to rest.

Ever-blooming are the joys of Heaven’s high paradise,
cold age deafens not our ears, nor vapor dims our eyes:
Glory there the Sun outshines, whose beams the blessed only see;
O come quickly, glorious Lord, and raise my soul to thee.

- Thomas Campion (1597-1620) Wisdome 3:1-2

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