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GOD BLESS
THE COAST GUARD
By Daniel Moore Kershner
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Out to the sea, through the storms, and the night,
Where breakers roll high, and fog
dims the sight.
Through dangerous reefs, to the
offing below;
Where danger, is calling, The Coast
Guard will go.
Out there where the fearfulsome
waiting in prayer,
On an in-coming ship; or an
out-going there.
Where the shroud of the deep, like
the shadowy pall;
Is calling…is calling, where silence
is all.
Yet a listening ear, wait the call
from the deep,
The Coast Guard covenant, that
promise, they keep.
Waiting, and watching, these men do,
and dare;
Where
Charon, the boatman, is
waiting, out there.
These men, they are mortal: of
loves, and of fears,
Though sometimes forgotten, in greed
of the years.
Yet still they are watching, and
guarding the sea;
While making life safer, for you,
and for me.
No night ever dark, neither
reckoning dawn,
When we should forget: these men,
who fight on.
May the Nation we love, place this,
on a scroll;
God bless the Coast Guard: these
men, with a soul.