Jon Boden - Rose in June Lyrics

On the rocky coast of Scotland, in a little village there
There dwelt a man of honour, serving God without a care
But he was not a man of honour, but a humble fisherman
Working hard to earn his living, his name was Andrew Davidson

He was the master of a vessel, and he claimed her as his own
She was fitted with all was needed she was called the Rose in June
And with eager expectation he was waiting for the day
When the time would come for fishing and the boats would sail away

Now, Andrew had been lately married, and before he left his home
Andrew and his wife together knelt in prayer before the Throne
Asking God for His protection on his wife while he was gone
Praying nothing would befall her, not a danger nor a harm

And his wife was kneeling by him, and she heard his fervent prayer
Asking God for her protection, not a word of that for his
And her heart did sink within her as she rose from her bended knee
Thinking on those terrible dangers and those perils of the sea

Now when the Summer winds blew softly herrin' fishing season came
Andrew Davis was preparing, herrin' fishing was his game
Andrew Davis was preparing with his crew to go to sea
Not thinking t'would be his last time evermore his friends to see

And all night long that storm was raging and those angry billows roared
Many a vessel was tossed and driven all along that rocky shore
Their crews were clinging to them, all seamen strong and brave
Praying that the Lord would save them from a seaman's watery grave

And all along the coast, next morning, anxious eyes did watch and wait
The children of those absent seamen, still returning ships were seen
And one by one, those vessels sailed in, till morning until noon
Till all were safely anchored, all but one, the Rose in June

Whom the seas turned bottom upwards, dashed against that rocky shore
Her crew was clinging to her, thinking the storm would soon be o'er
Andrew Davis our captain, in that time of sudden fear
Called on Jesus Christ the Savior, and he bowed his head in prayer

Sayin' come on and sing God's praises, and at last they all begun
Dearest Jesus, I am dying, what a comfort divine
What a comfort to know that the Savior is mine
Hallelujah, send the Glory, Hallelujah, amen
Hallelujah, send the Glory to revive us again

But these words were scarcely ended when the out-wave struck our side
Tore our captain from his holdings, and he sank beneath the tide
Gone to join those friends and shipmates in that heavenly home
Welcomed by his lovin' Savior singing praise forevermore

And John Allen was our young mate, and he knew he was forgiven
Let us keep on with our singing, our captain is in Heaven,
And they sang so loud and trialled, till they came to this last verse
Slowly onward we haste to the heavenly place
For this is the glory and this is the grace
Hallelujah, send the Glory, Hallelujah, amen
Hallelujah, send the Glory to revive us again

But these words were scarcely ended when the out-wave burst around
Tore our young mate from his holdings and his body too was drowned
Going to join those friends and shipmates on that heavenly shore
Welcomed by his lovin' Savior singing praise forevermore

And the rest of the crew was rescued, but they'll ne'er forget the scene
In that hour and that moment when that song they tried to sing
Oh! Were no sermons ever preached or experience ever known
Like the power and that moment, that hour of sudden doom

So sinners, give your souls to Jesus, it can never be too soon
If in heaven you meet the captain, meet the crew of the Rose in June
Oh, sinners, give your souls to Jesus, it can never be too soon
If in heaven you meet the captain, meet the crew of the Rose in June