The Voyage of the James Caird

I never thought I'd see the black cliffs of South Georgia again
Yet here we are
Here we are
We lost a good ship to the depths of the Southern Ocean
Torn apart
My enduring heart

We toiled for 15 long months in an icy wasteland
With hope long gone
We carry on
Now I carry the fate of 27 good men
In the palm of my hand
This trembling hand

We spent 16 furious days in the fight of our lives
You'll find no rest
In the rolling depths
Lifted on white raging mountain through valleys of pain
The ache of death
On every breath

We've seen God in his splendors
Heard the text that nature renders
We have pierced through the veneer
And reached the naked soul of man
We have suffered, starved, and triumphed
Groveled down, yet grasping glory
We've grown bigger in the bigness of it all
Of it all



Credits
Writer(s): Graeme Crehan
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