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Show j A Better 1946 Uncharted is the sea - On which my bark must sail; . If tempests there shall be Or sunny calms prevail, I know not; but I know, Whatever winds may blow, From east, north, south, or west, They will be for my best; Fear does not shake my heart, For Thou my Pilot art! I know that Thou wilt all Thy promises fulfill; Whatever may befall, 'Twill not be for my III; I know that Thou wilt guide My bark through wind and tide; That with my voyage past I shall reach port at last: Fear does not shake my heart, ' For Thou my Pilot art! Claytonius. i |