Song of the Red Cross

O GRACIOUS ones, we bless your name

Upon our bended knee;

The voice of love with tongue of flame

Records your charity.

Your hearts, your lives right willingly ye gave,

That sacred ruth might shine;

Ye fell, bright spirits, brave amongst the brave,

Compassionate, divine.

Example from your lustrous deeds

The conqueror shall take,

Sowing sublime and fruitful seeds

Of aidos in this ache.

And when our griefs have passed on gloomy wing,

When friend and foe are sped,

Sons of a morning to be born shall sing

The radiant Cross of Red;

Sons of a morning to be born shall sing

The radiant Cross of Red.