Crossing the Bar Video (MV)

Sunset and evening star
And one clear call for me!
And may there be no moaning of the bar
When I put out to sea,

When I put out to sea, when I put out to sea
And may there be no moaning of the bar
When I put out to sea

But such a tide as moving seems asleep,
Too full for sound and foam,
When that which drew from out the boundless deep
Turns again home.

Turns again home, turns again home
When that which drew from out the boundless deep
Turns again home.

Twilight and evening bell,
And after that the dark!
And may there be no sadness of farewell,
When I embark

When I embark, when I embark
And may there be no sadness of farewell,
When I embark

For tho' from out our bourne of Time and Place
The flood may bear me far,
I hope to see my Pilot face to face
When I have crost the bar

When I have crost the bar, when I have crost the bar
I hope to see my pilot face to face
When I have crost the bar