I sing the hymn of the conquered, who fell in the Battle of Life,1 The hymn of the wounded, the beaten, who died overwhelmed in the strife . The hymn of the low and the humble, the weary, the broken in heart, Who strove and who failed, acting bravely a silent and desperate part.
They only the victory win Who have fought the good fight and have vanquished the demon that tempts us within; Who have held to their faith unseduced by the prize that the world holds on high; Who have dared for a high cause to suffer, resist, fightif need be, to die.