Songs We Like to Sing

Published 1912
Crossing the Bar

     Alfred Tennyson                                         George F. Root

Sunset and Ev'ning Star,
And one clear call for me;
And may there be no moaning bar
When Iput out to sea.

But moving tide asleep,
Too full for sound and goam,
When that which drew from out the deep
Turns again to its home.

Twilight and Ev'ning Bell,
And after that the dark;
And may there be no sad farewell
When I at last embark.

For tho' from time and place,
The flood may bear me far.
I hope to see my Pilot's face,
When I have crossed the bar.


© 1999, 2003, Lynn Waterman