An Endless Line Of Splendor
Words: Vachel Lindsay
Music:
"Lancashire" by Henry T. Smart
An endless
line of splendor,
These troops
with heaven for home,
With creeds
they go from Scotland,
With incense
go from Rome.
These, in the
Name of Jesus,
Against the
dark gods stand,
They gird
the earth with valor,
They heed
their King's command.
Onward the
line advances,
Shaking the
hills with power,
Slaying the
hidden demons,
The lions
that devour.
No bloodshed
in the wrestling-
But souls
new born arise-
The nations
growing kinder,
The
child-hearts growing wise.
What is the
final ending?
The issue,
can we know?
Will Christ
outlive Mohammed?
Will Kali's
altar go?
This is our
faith tremendous-
Our wild
hope, who shall scorn-
That in the Name
of Jesus
The world
shall be reborn!