Blessed is the ship that takes me home.
May the wind fill her sail.
And the Bow and Stern, may they never moan.
May the waters form her tale.
Lovely is the clipper that sees me along.
May her captain see no storm.
And let the wind whisper like a
siren’s song.
May her crew see each beautiful morn.
Let the ship which takes me home,
Be proud to sail the sea.
And Neptune below God's parting foam,
Allow her course be free.