With apologies and gratitude to John Masefield and the poetry in his collection ‘On the Hill’ (1949). To him belongs any merit for the adaptation of his verses below.
We pray for any gleams,
For any rays of light,
For any certain beams,
To help us through this night.
O Spirit ever strong
Beyond all beauty bright
Cancel out all our wrong
And change our speech to song
Our darkness into light.
O Wisdom of Heaven’s birds,
Upon brightest wing that flies,
Speak to us the loving words
That come all from Paradise.
Death having perished, hell is overthrown
And spirits making glad heavenwards turn,
While we all brim with the happiness known
From sorrows’ ending and our home return.