Harry Kemp

(15 December 1883 – 8 August 1960 / Youngstown, Ohio)

A Seaman's Confession Of Faith - Poem by Harry Kemp

As long as I go forth on ships that sail
The mighty seas, my faith, O Lord, won't fail;
And while the stars march onward mightily
In white, great hosts, I shall remember Thee;
I have seen men one moment all alive,
The next, gone out with none to bless or shrive
Into the unseen place where all must go, -
So, Lord, thy mercy and thy gifts I know . . .
They think me Godless, maybe, but indeed
They do not see how I have read thy creed
In flowing tides and waves that heave and run
Beyond the endless west where sinks the sun;
In the long, long night-watches I have thought
On things that neither can be sold nor bought,
Rare, priceless things; nor have I scorned nor scoffed
At thy sure might, when lost in storms aloft:
The prayer and faith of seamen will not fail
O God, my God, as long as ships do sail.


Comments about A Seaman's Confession Of Faith by Harry Kemp

  • Gold Star - 18,791 Points Rajnish Manga (7/29/2015 11:22:00 AM)

    The poem begins with a tragic account of those who have lost their lives within minutes apparently due to tempestuous oceanic currents but ends on an optimistic note:
    The prayer and faith of seamen will not fail
    O God, my God, as long as ships do sail. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 15, 2010



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