The Last Ship (Part One)

Father O'Brien: It's all there in the gospel, the Magdalene girl Comes to pay her respects, but her mind is awhirl When she finds the tomb empty, the stone had been rolled Not a sign of a corpse in the dark and the cold When she reaches the door, sees an unholy sight There's this solitary figure in a halo of light He just carries on floating past Calvary Hill In an almighty hurry, aye but she might catch him still "Tell me where are you going Lord, and why in such haste?" Now don't hinder me woman, I've no time to waste! For they're launching a boat on the morrow at noon And I have to be there before daybreak Oh, I can not be missing, the lads will expect me Why else would the good Lord himself resurrect me? For nothing will stop me, I have to prevail Through the teeth of this tempest, in the mouth of a gale May the angels protect us if all else should fail When the last ship sails Oh, the roar of the chains and the cracking of timbers The noise at the end of the world in your ears As a mountain of steel makes its way to the sea And the last ship sails