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ralph vaughan williams - cumnor كلمات أغنية

servants of god! __ or sons
shall i not call you? because
not as servants ye knew
your father’s innermost mind
his, who unwillingly sees
one of his little ones lost __
yours is the praise, if mankind
hath not as yet in its march
fainted, and fallen, and died!

see! in the rocks of the world
marches the host of mankind
a feeble, wavering line
where are they tending? __ a god
marshall’d them, gave them their goal
ah, but the way is so long!
years they have been in the wild!
sore thirst plagues them, the rocks
rising all round, ovеrawe;
factions divide them, thеir host
threatens to break, to dissolve
__ ah, keep, keep them combined!
else, of the myriads who fill
that army, not one shall arrive;
sole they shall stray; in the rocks
stagger for ever in vain
die one by one in the waste
then, in such hour of need
of your fainting, dispirited race
ye, like angels, appear
radiant with ardor divine!
beacons of hope, ye appear!
languor is not in your heart
weakness is not in your word
weariness not on your brow
ye alight in our van! at your voice
panic, despair, flee away
ye move through the ranks, recall
the stragglers, refresh the outworn
praise, re_inspire the brave!
order, courage, return;
eyes rekindling, and prayers
follow your steps as ye go
ye fill up the gaps in our files
strengthen the wavering line
stablish, continue our march
on, to the bound of the waste
on, to the city of god

- ralph vaughan williams

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