In all of the universesAnd in Time’s lengthy versesIt’s told in more times than onceThat help waits upon those ones,Whose hearts are set upon noble causes;
Through such does Light direct its courses:To cast life-giving rays to every end,That hearts and minds may not fail to no end.But as for those spirits lifted unto vanity,Who have so lost the essence of their humanity,To this lot is Salvation’s way lost
How they grope in gloom and fog and frostUntil weary, they sink into base passionsAnd roam after strange fads and fashions;From west, north, south and eastUntil one is no more to tell human from beast.