Faith

By Robert William Service

Since all that is was ever bound to be;

Since grim, eternal laws our Being bind;

And both the riddle and the answer find,

And both the carnage and the calm decree;

Since plain within the Book of Destiny

Is written all the journey of mankind

Inexorably to the end; since blind

And mortal puppets playing parts are we:

Then let's have faith; good cometh out of ill;

The power that shaped the strife shall end the strife;

Then let's bow down before the Unknown Will;

Fight on, believing all is well with life;

Seeing within the worst of War's red rage

The gleam, the glory of the Golden Age.