To live as gently as I can;
To be, no matter where, a man;
To take what comes of good or ill
And cling to faith and honor still;
To do my best, and let that stand
The record of my brain and hand;
And then, should failure come to me,
Still work and hope for victory.
I stand on this rock, I stand up hand in hand
Tell me who I am for you, will you see this through?
Cause I've took a stand, I'm all that, of a man
I'll be right here, I'll be what's true for you
To have no secret place wherein
I stoop unseen to shame or sin;
To be the same when I'm alone
As when my every deed is known;
To live undaunted, unafraid
Of any step that I have made;
To be without pretense or sham
Exactly what men think I am.
I stand on this rock, I stand up hand in hand
Tell me who I am for you, will you see this through?
Cause I've took a stand, I'm all that, of a man
I'll be right here, I'll be what's true for you
To leave some simple mark behind
To keep my having lived in mind;
If enmity to aught I show,
To be an honest, generous foe,
To play my little part, nor whine
That greater honors are not mine.
This, I believe, is all I need
For my philosophy and creed.
I stand on this rock, I stand up hand in hand
Tell me who I am for you, will you see this through?
Cause I've took a stand, I'm all that, of a man
I'll be right here, I'll be what's true for you
