1. How different is the son of Ja'd from us
When we go forth mailed in our coats of steel,

2. And meet the shock of many a valiant knight,
Staunch in the cruel fray with swords and spears!

3. But Ja'd's good son to serve his lord directs
His course, no chief obeyed but God alone,

4. Ja'd, where are gone thy lore, thy sober mood,
The lore and mood inherited from sires

5. Of honoured race? Bethink thee of the day
When death shall come, 'gainst which no force avails;

6. When only shall the righteous rise again
From 'neath the sod and mould where dead men lie.

7. Barefoot, unclad, for judgment they shall rise,
And He shall separate these from those, for some

8. Is Paradise, for others Hell's abyss.
What thou hast won will vanish, life on earth

9. Is but a bird's brief fluttering in mid air.
Return, repent, Ja'd! close not thine eyes

10. Against the evil thy dark acts have wrought.
Turn yet in penitence, thy war shall win

11. Salvation, not perdition, as thy meed.
That is the best of gains when merchantmen