The Torchbearer

The God of the High Endeavor
Gave me a torch to bear
I lifted it high above me
In the dark and murky air
And straightway with loud hosannas
The crowd proclaimed its light
And followed me as I carried my torch
Through the starless night
Through the starless night

Till drunk with people's praises
And mad with vanity
I forgot 'twas the torch they followed
And fancied they followed me
Then slowly my arm grew weary
Upholding the shining load
And my tired feet went stumbling
Over the dusty road
Over the dusty road

I fell with the torch beneath me
In a moment the light was out
When lo! from the throng a stripling
Sprang forth with a mighty shout
Caught up the torch as it smoldered
And lifted it high again
Till fanned by the winds of heaven
It fired the souls of men, yeah

And as I lay in the darkness
The feet of the trampling crowd
Passed over and far beyond me
Its paeans proclaimed around
And I learned in the deepening twilight
This glorious verity
'Tis the torch that the people follow
Whoever the bearer may be
'Tis the torch that the people follow
Whoever the bearer may be



Credits
Writer(s): Daniel Witt
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