Admire Not Power Or The Lowest Shun Poem by Captain Cur

Guardian of my heart! I trust in thee,
enrich my soul and quell my boastful pride;
vastness surrounds me, beauty pure and wide
let these calm waters fill the days that be.
My Lord! My Protector! O! Faithful Sea!
One last journey, may faith become my guide;
my sails are drawn by cold relentless time
this path thou gives, this path thou giveth free
to teach man till a greater good is won.
May I not repent useless in my grave
or count my deeds when all amount to none
though flesh is weak I know the spirit brave;
admire not power or the lowest shun;
love gives me strength the weakest then to save!
In these bold waters I raise my arm to thee,
My Lord! My Protector! O! Faithful Sea!