Foolish men have prattling tongues

Yet the wisest use no words

Purest songs go unsung

Though the din, though the din

Is heard

Foolish men seek out a name

Yet the wisest hold their own

Set aside without shame

Standing strong, standing strong

Alone

What’s the price, what’s the price

Of God’s truth?

What’s the sum, what’s the sum

Of Man’s worth?

Wild winds are blowing, strange seeds are growing here

Long time refusing harsh voices causing fear

Foolish men cling to their lives

Yet the wisest lay them down

Truth’s the daughter of time

Not the court, not the court

Nor crown

Foolish men will fade away

Yet the wisest never die

Seasons pass, yet they stay

Evermore, evermore

Alive