Soldiers of the light

by Helen Gray Cone

Many a hopeless battle worth the losing.

Life is battle,

Life is battle, even to the sunset.

Soldiers of the Light shall strive forever,

In the wards of pain, the ways of labor,

In the stony deserts of the city,

In the hives where greed has housed the helpless;

Patient, valiant,

Fighting with the powers of death and darkness.

Make us mingle in that heavenly warfare;