Now Sing We of the Brave of Old

1 Now sing we of the brave of old
who would not sell themselves for gold,
yet left us riches manifold;
Alleluia!

2 Of those who fought a goodly fight
for liberty, for truth and right,
their patient love their chiefest might; Alleluia!

3 Who, when no gleam did point the way,
pressed ever on, by night, by day,
and, spite of pain, did ever say
Alleluia!

4 Who long the world’s old sorrows bore
and toiled and loved and suffered sore,
and, being dead, live evermore;
Alleluia!

Source: Singing the Living Tradition #107