I feel his lifeblood course in me
A link that spans the Age and Realms
A symphony of life's great gains
Which leaves the losses in Times wake
The pains and sacrifice which break
The fetters of the World and fains
To support me now that I might be
The product of his dreams
What dreams were those in days of old?
That heritance that must not cold
Must feed the very soul of me
To rise in hope in destiny
In dreams of better world and free
The action of my mind to see
The sacrifice for me
And all who follow
What feet were those which trod God's Earth
To till the soil and lift the turf
To penetrate the very surf ----of fear
Into an ocean wide and clear
With sweet celestial sound; to hear
The voice of Adam still so near
The bosom of his God
And of his lover