I Am My Ancestors

I dwelt through the shadows of centuries bold

Through the ancestral veins of families old;

I left behind fever, war, love and song

Through my kin in centuries long.

I am my grandfather and his grandfather before,

I’ve lived in the Americas, Scotland and upon the Irish shore.

Long have my beliefs been sacred and long has God entered my soul

As part of me dwells in His Kingdom hall

And part dwelt when duty would call.

I have seen the glory when eagles fly

After the storm in the clear bright sky.

I am my ancestors planted seed

And when wounded their blood I bleed

As they dwell eternally in life with pains

And flows forever in our river of veins.