Strawbs Benedictus
The wanderer has far to go
Humble must he constant be
Where the paths of wisdom
Distant is the shadow of the
setting sun.
Bless the daytime
Bless the night
Bless the sun which gives us light
Bless the thunder
Bless the rain
Bless all those who cause us pain.
Yellow stars may lead the way All
diversions lead astray While his resolution holds Fortune
and good will will surely follow him.
Bless the free man Bless the slave
Bless the hero in his grave
Bless the soldier
Bless the saint Bless all
those whose hearts grow faint.
