In Vain We Build The City If

At The Heart Of The Cyclone Tearing The Sky Is A Place Of Central Calm.

Here Is The Truth In A Little Creed, Enough For All The Roads We Go: In Love Is All The Law We Need, In Christ Is All The God We Know.

Defeat May Serve As Well As Victory To Shake The Soul And Let The Glory Out.

Three Were The Fates. Poverty That Chains; Gray Drudgery That Grinds The Hope Away, And Gaping Ignorance That Starves The Soul.

Ah, Great It Is To Believe The Dream As We Stand In Youth By The Starry Stream; But A Greater Thing Is To Fight Life Through, And At The End, 'the Dream Is True!'