Lyrics:

The drowning man doth clutch at straws
While he breathes through open pores
His thoughts rush back
To daring God to show his face
And giving back his daily grace
To show that he is Man

Fortunes of war pass through his head
And images of comrades dead

Forgive us all our trespasses
As we do not forgive
Enough to see the straws for us
And all our thoughts rush back

Forgive us all our trespasses
As we do not forgive
Enough to see the straws for us
And all our thoughts rush back

To show that he is Man