All night I prayed for peace until the amber dawn shown on my face Lord, if it is not to be, then I pray… send us swift victory!
The ethereal mists of morn float among the barren trees The cardinal's red flashes Are seen among these Lord, still I pray, If not peace… victory!
Even though full in the sun fears of the night have not run What will be brought this day No one but the Almighty can say Lord, Lord, still I beg of Thee, send us peace… or swift victory!