by Luis G. Dato

Hail to our chief, the chosen helmsman dear
Of this our vessel that will ride the main
Our hope we pin on him our trust to steer
With a strong hand the distant land to gain.

To guide on stormy seas our vessel trail
A stout heart and a strong hand will require
Our prayer we raise that God’s help will not fail
Through all the reefs that gird the passage dire,
The shoals below, the mountainous waves that roll,
Dismay not, o dear God, our souls:

Far off through the deep darkness we descry
By distant light of stars the promised shore,
Be firm your vision clear that far or nigh
The port we reach when storm and night are o’er.

December 7, 1963
Irayang Solong, Minalabac, Camarines Sur

Luis Dato
Luis Dato

Luis G. Dato (July 4, 1906 - January 29, 1985) was a poet, writer and educator from Sta. Cruz, Baao, Camarines Sur. He published books in English including Manila A Collection of verse (1926), My Book of Verses (1936) and the Land of Mai in 1975. He also wrote several books and text in Bikol such as, Vocabulario Bikol-Ingles-Kastila (1963), Cantahon na Bikol (1969), Morfologia kan Tataramon na Bikol (serialized in Naga Times), Patotodon sa Bikol (Bikol Mail) and Sarabihon sa Bikol.

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