With apologies and gratitude to John Masefield and the poetry in his collection ‘On the Hill’ (1949). To him belongs any merit for the adaptation of his verses below.

 Hope

We pray for any gleams,

For any rays of light,

For any certain beams,

To help us through this night.

Faith

O Spirit ever strong

Beyond all beauty bright

Cancel out all our wrong

And change our speech to song

Our darkness into light.

Love

O Wisdom of Heaven’s birds,

Upon brightest wing that flies,

Speak to us the loving words

That come all from Paradise.

Victory

Death having perished, hell is overthrown

And spirits making glad heavenwards turn,

While we all brim with the happiness known

From sorrows’ ending and our home return.