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On a cold winters night |
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With a storm at its height |
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The lifeboat answered the call. |
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They pitched and they tossed |
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Till we thought they were lost |
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As we watched from the harbor wall. |
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Though the night was pitch black, |
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There was no turning back, |
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For someone was waiting out there, |
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But each volunteer |
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Had to live with his fear |
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As they joined in a silent prayer. |
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Home, home, home from the sea |
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Angels of mercy, answer our plea |
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And carry us home, home, home from the( sea |
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Carry us safely home from the sea. |
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As they battled their way |
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Past the mouth of the bay, |
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It was blowing like never before. |
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As they gallantly fought, |
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Every one of them thought |
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Of loved ones back on the shore. |
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Then a flicker of light |
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And they knew they were right. |
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There she was on the crest of a wave. |
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She's an old fishing boat |
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And she's barely afloat. |
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Please God, there are souls we can save. |
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Home, home, home from the sea |
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Angels of mercy, answer our plea |
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And carry us home, home, home from the( sea |
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Carry us safely home from the sea. |
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And back in the town |
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In a street that runs down |
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To the sea and the harbor wall, |
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They'd gathered in pairs |
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At the foot of the stairs |
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To wait or the radio call. |
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And just before dawn |
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When all hope had gone |
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Came a hush and a faraway sound. |
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'Twas the coxswain he roared |
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All survivors on board |
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Thank God and we're homeward bound. |
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Home, home, home from the sea |
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Angels of mercy, answer our plea |
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And carry us home, home, home from the( sea |
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Carry us safely home from the sea. |
