continue to this day
the soul comes from somewhere
goin somewhere
things are hidden from him
hear me this day
when he had spoken
sailing in the dangerous
unknown seas
Polynesian or Sidon one or the other
South wind blows
No loss of life
Be good of good cheer
cast upon an island
fallen upon the rocks
anchors hold
taried, continued, fasting
having nothing
here we are
a land of opportunity
falling into place
prisoners or purpose
one or the other
some on boards
some on pieces
they escaped
all safe
all landed
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