The Song of ἄλγος

 (A lone voice sings)

I never wanted to cry

But then 

I always remember

 

I still hear

The sweet sound of your voice 

That I last heard in November

While out in the worlds cold noise 

And

It's why I sing

Old Glory 

Glory 

Glory

Hosanna 

Behold

O thou 

God of Old

Grant me some grace 

That comes to power 

To unfold 

Old Glory 

Glory 

Glory

Hosanna 

Behold

Send me 

Blessed 

Gifts of frankincense and gold 

Give me patience 

To see my old story 

Retold 

Old Glory 

Glory 

Glory

Hosanna 

Behold

Like a a blade of grass 

Grows through the cold 

Old Glory 

Glory 

Glory

Hosanna

 

Behold 

Old Glory 

Glory 

Glory

Hosanna 

(C)

Copyright John Duffy 

ἄλγος • 

(álgos) n (genitive ἄλγεος or ἄλγους); tmhird declension. pain (of either mind or body), sorrow, trouble, grief, distress, woe quotations ▼ that which causes pain.