The Spark

Because I used to shun Death and the mouth of hell And count my battle won If I should see the sun The blood and smoke dispel, Because I used to pray That living I might see The dawning light of day Set me upon my way And from my fetters free, Because I used to seek Your answer to my prayer And that your soul should speak For strengthening of the weak To struggle with despair, Now I have seen my shame That I should thus deny My soul’s divinest flame, Now shall I shout your name. Now shall I seek to die By any hands but these In battle or in flood, On any lands or seas, No more shall I share ease, No more shall I spare blood When I have need to fight For heaven or for your heart, Against the powers of light Or darkness I shall smite Until their might depart, Because I know the spark Of God has no eclipse, Now Death and I embark And sail into the dark With laughter on our lips.