Glory

Oh, Glory, the Romans fought for you---
To conquer, to keep peace, to the public prove
That great conquest, for pleasures of the soul
To conquer body, mind and spirit
For the Laurel Crown of Gold.

Oh, Christian, oh Christian, do not be deceived;
We run the race not for conquering, but for the crown of peace.
Not for the world, or for the slave, or for the public good;
No, just for the Eternal blessing of a City that we should
Enter into, for no other reward. That is why we would.