Fear not
Of them them that mock,
Love will hold us strong
Through whatever they say
Our boat will not rock.
Love, will guide us through the throng
Guide our paths over what they may lay
Will bind us together
All the more tighter
As our love they try to break
But this, my sweet will we weather
Even now the path becomes lighter.
Fear not them who oppress,
Hold hard and we will get through
To the glorious end,
To the sweet end of this bitter mess
And there, at the finish line
We have that which we have defended.