THE PILGRIM’S PRAYER

For my end I pray
That it supersedes my beginning
That when the doldrums of death
Within me echoes loud,
My place I shall find
Far beyond the clouds

For souls I preach
That the master’s last wish
I may not defy
My soul, rest not
Till thou pull the lot
From the depth of destruction

For heaven I wait
Patiently for the trumpet sound
My life I will watch
My faith I will pray
Never relenting, always progressing
Till my tears no more I find.