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I have no place to pray on board
So I came here alone,
That I might freely kneel and pray,
And call on Christ and groan.
So I came here alone,
That I might freely kneel and pray,
And call on Christ and groan.
If to the main-mast head I go,
The wicked one is there,
From place to place, from rope to rope,
He follows every where.
The wicked one is there,
From place to place, from rope to rope,
He follows every where.
I shut my eyes,—it matters not—
Still still the same I see,—
And when I lie me down at night
'Tis always day with me.
Still still the same I see,—
And when I lie me down at night
'Tis always day with me.
He follows follows every where,
And every place is Hell!
O God—and I must go with him
In endless fire to dwell.
And every place is Hell!
O God—and I must go with him
In endless fire to dwell.
