William Preston Johnston - Socrates I lyrics

IN early Hellas, clear as crystal wave In sky, in atmosphere, in minds of men, Whether in frolic sport or discourse grave Its thought ran riot, or beyond the ken Of worshippers of idols of the den Lifted its haughty head to probe the vault And from Olympus force reply again, The strong winged soul found in its flight no halt, But to the empyreal sphere soared in a**ault. So Socrates through myth and mystery saw, And Plato strove the Idea to exalt That veiled the Maker in unchanging Law; Seekers for truth, in which for God they sought And won the crown for which their souls had wrought.