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    1. [MarinGenSoc] For Laurel Clark and her shipmates
    2. Lauren Boyd
    3. Hark when the night is falling Hear! hear the pipes are calling, Loudly and proudly calling, Down thro' the glen. There where the hills are sleeping, Now feel the blood a-leaping, High as the spirits of the old Highland men. Towering in gallant fame, Scotland my mountain hame, High may your proud standards gloriously wave, Land of my high endeavour, Land of the shining river, Land of my heart for ever, Scotland the brave. High in the misty Highlands, Out by the purple islands, Brave are the hearts that beat Beneath Scottish skies. Wild are the winds to meet you, Staunch are the friends that greet you, Kind as the love that shines from fair maiden's eyes. Towering in gallant fame, Scotland my mountain hame, High may your proud standards gloriously wave, Land of my high endeavour, Land of the shining river, Land of my heart for ever, Scotland the brave. Far off in sunlit places, Sad are the Scottish faces, Yearning to feel the Kiss Of sweet Scottish rain. Where tropic skies are beaming, Love sets the heart a-dreaming, Longing and dreaming for the homeland again. Towering in gallant fame, Scotland my mountain hame, High may your proud standards gloriously wave, Land of my high endeavour, Land of the shining river, Land of my heart for ever, Scotland the brave. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Twenty third Psalm The Almichtys my Shepherd, I winna be wantin He gaurs me lie doon in the girse that's sae green He taks me tae faur caum waters await me And soothes my sair hairt wi' the love in His een If I gang wi Him, then stracht forrit He'll tak me In the mirk o the valley nae feartie I'll be Nae maitter hoo daurk or stormy the nicht is Yon rod & yon staff will aye comfort me. He gies me my meat richt here in the mids O folk whas delyt wid be my doon faa But richt roon aboot me are great muckle airms He poors in the ile tae cover it a Noo guidness and mercy are aye richt akin me Gin it is a daurk or the heat o the day Nae maitter hoo lang in this world I'll be traiket My hame's in the hoose of the dear Lord for ay.

    02/03/2003 12:27:55