Almighty and everlasting God
Look kindly upon these Pilgrim souls
Who depart this world on the tide
May you see fit to speed them on
To pastures new when they have gone
Where plain in pious prudity
Without lewdness, oaths or nudity
They may build for Zion a colony
Devoid of drink and sinful flesh
Where the word is law and the law is heard
But above all dear Lord we beseech of thee
Let the storm winds blow and the oceans churn
So the dismal bastards don’t return
Amen