Titanic--Nearer My God.

Their ghostly forms respire now 

With swells that churn the sea.

Relieved from woe - and peril's throe -

Nearer my God to thee.

And even though the forward bow 

Is tarnished from time's rust,

A hymn still drifts the ocean glaze -

Where angels spoke with Godly praise:

"Brother, sister, where art thou, 

Among the ship's debris?" 

"In eternal peace" - they whisper -

"Nearer my God to thee."

Author's Note

Thanks to Tate for suggesting the song.

Reviews

[STORIES BEHIND EYES]

Wow have me chills sounds like a lil prayer for those that died that night at the titanic very lovely peom you are very talented 🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗

[Relic]

Thanks very much for reading Nancy. I appreciate it. :)

[STORIES BEHIND EYES]

You welcome hun and to me nothing needs fixing LOOKS fine to me but that's just my opinion haha

[Relic]

.............. :)

[emipoemi]

Apart from the fact that Line 2 Second Stanza needs reworking (for by that "has"....."flee" should actually be "fled" which mars the rhyme with "thee"), this is otherwise profound and moving. I quite enjoyed this. Well done!

[Relic]

I changed that second line this morning and wasn't sure about it. I put it back to what it was. I think about something else instead of has. Thanks for the helpful review emi. :)

[emipoemi]

my pleasure

[J. Hampton]

This left me breathless for a moment in the best of ways...
powerful perspective...
amazing

[Relic]

Thank you very much J. :)