No More Sea

How oft, gazing upwards,

My soul yearns to be

In that far world of angels,

Where is “No more sea”!

There the storm threats no longer,

There the passions lie still;

There the meek wings are folded,

Waiting God’s holy will.

There from grief and temptation

The soul shall be free,

In that calm world of angels

Where is “No more sea.”