THROUGH THE TRAVAIL OF THE AGES
MIDST THE POMP AND TOIL OF WAR
I HAVE FOUGHT AND STROVE AND PERISHED
COUNTLESS TIMES UPON THIS STAR
IN THE FORM OF MANY PEOPLE
IN ALL PANOPLIES OF TIME
HAVE I SEEN THE LURING VISION
OF VICTORY MAID, SUBLIME
THROUGH A GLASS AND DARKLY
I HAVE SINNED AND I HAVE SUFFERED
PLAYED THE HERO AND THE KNAVE
FOUGHT FOR BELLY, SHAME OR COUNTRY
AND FOR EACH HAVE FOUND A GRAVE
MAYBE I STABBED OUR SAVIOR
IN HIS SACRED HELPLESS SIDE
YET I‘VE CALLED HIS NAME IN BLESSING
WHEN IN AFTER TIMES I DIED
I REMEMBER ALL THE SUFFERING
OF THOSE ARROWS IN MY NECK
YET, I STABBED A GRINNING SAVAGE
AS I DIED UPON MY BACK (2x)
AND I SEE NOT IN MY BLINDNESS
WHAT THE OBJECTS WERE I WROUGHT
BUT AS GOD RULES O’ER OUR BICKERINGS
IT WAS THROUGH HIS WILL I FOUGHT (2x)
SO AS THROUGH A GLASS AND DARKLY
AGE LONG STRIFE I SEE
WHERE I FOUGHT IN MANY GUISES
MANY NAMES, BUT ALWAYS ME
FOREVER IN THE FUTURE
SHALL I BATTLE AS OF YORE
DYING TO BE BORN A FIGHTER
BUT TO DIE AGAIN ONCE MORE
THROUGH A GLASS AND DARKLY