Listen to me feeble bones, you will not break.
Listen oh wobbling knees, you will not shake.

Crumbling ground is not followed by retreat.
Into the sea falling mountains take their seat.
Purchase of this soul does not come cheap.
Our work will be fully done before we sleep.

Listen to me weakened grip, you keep hold.
Listen oh fading grit, your story will be told.

Lonely hearts find hope in the face of lack.
Keep rising when the odds seem to stack.
Resilience of a child’s faith shines bright.
Drag yourself closer, enlist and rise to fight.

Listen to me exhausted heart, grow strong.
Listen oh empty lungs, sing victory’s song.

Listen to me!


Our work will be fully done before we sleep.