Like a tender little shoot you climbed And pushed with your strength, up From homely seed from whence you came To conquer dark and dust And everything that everything Once told you that you were Is flooded by and scoffed at by Your real and present worth Now firmly grounded in your past The future has begun A flower now, all bright and gay Red, blooming in the Sun And of and for and in the light Does your loveliness abide And life and joy and great delight Come in a whelming tide Life and joy and great delight Come in a whelming tide