You know how I came to you,

World beaten, tossed aside;

Ready for death at a hangman's hand,

Stript of all hope or pride.

Leaning, you gathered me up

Close to your great sweet heart,

Lulled me and told me to be a man,

Taught me your wonderful art.

Now I am very wise,

Proud with your love's true vow;

Glorious with power, - I am more than a man,

What will you do with me now!