Beautiful, I Agree
Destined for the sound of Applause,
in the Parade Grounds of Eternity.
It is the Soul of Faith Held High

Hope Revered as the Highest Vision of the Land
Who's Hand is it we now Hold?
Love's Great dwelling upon the Earth

Let it be the soft fingers of misery redefined..
that she too is brought Free from her Service in the Sorrows

Starving masses
Silent, for a Leaders Light
Witnessing Miracle of Giving
Gratitude, for a Dove's First Flight

Radiant Freedom of the Night Sky
So Powerfully Lifted by Love..
Returning, as the Bright Eyes of the Day

Seen everywhere
as Heaven's Faith in Blessing
Miracle Risen Possibility

Freedom
Service for Eternity,
Called Forth,
Cheering from the Grave,
She is Ours to Love forever.