A sombre silhouette

Against a sun-rise sky

In solemn solitude,

The wanderer goes by.

The shadow that he casts

Upon the plains below

Strikes terror to the hearts

Of those that do not know.

O messenger sublime

Who hailest from that land

Where joy and beauty reign;

If they could understand!...

If they could understand

The message that you bring,

They’d strew your path with palms;

Hosannahs would they sing.

Strength superceding faith,

Joy superceding fear:

The Super-Christ has come;

The Superman is near....