“Holding the Ropes”

Down beneath the mighty ocean, Divers plunge for treasure rare, But men hold the ropes above them, So they breathe the upper air.

Seeking pearls of richest value, Braver hearts have dared to go, But our hands must every movement,  Hold the ropes that reach below.

So amid the heathen darkness, There are heroes, true and brave, Shrinking not from death or danger, Bearing all to help and save.

But they cry, "oh, do not leave us,  Mid those dreadful depths to drown, Let us feel your prayers around us      Hold the ropes as we go down!"