A Lively Faith Will Bear Aloft The

Thus, While The Mute Creation Downward Bend Their Sight, And To Their Earthly Mother Ten, Man Looks Aloft; And With Erected Eyes Beholds His Own Hereditary Skies.

Fattened In Vice, So Callous And So Gross, He Sins And Sees Not, Senseless Of His Loss.

…so When The Last And Dreadful Hour This Crumbling Pageant Shall Devour, The Trumpet Shall Be Heard On High, The Dead Shall Live, The Living Die, And Music Shall Untune The Sky

Accurst Ambition, How Dearly I Have Bought You.

The Love Of Liberty With Life Is Given, And Life Itself The Inferior Gift Of Heaven.