Down in the mud again!

Thank God I'm up again,

On through the rife of rain.

Clouds, in their height,

Gleam where some moon shines whit<

Thank God I'm up again!

Stars are in sight,

Or will be in sight

This night or next night.

God be praised for the sight!

It's brave to be up again.

If I should fall again,

Why, I'll rise up again—

On through the rush of rain

Search out some light.

Somewhere on wings of white—

Praise God I'm up again—

Something's in flight,

Star-flight or dawn-flight,

Hereward through the night.

God be praised for such flight!

It's glad to be up again.