Ballad for Gloom

 For God, our God is a gallant foe 
That playeth behind the veil.
 

I have loved my God as a child at heart 
That seeketh deep bosoms for rest, 
I have loved my God as a maid to man— 
But lo, this thing is best: 

To love your God as a gallant foe that plays behind the veil; 
To meet your God as the night winds meet beyond Arcturus' pale.
 

I have played with God for a woman, 
I have staked with my God for truth, 
I have lost to my God as a man, clear-eyed— 
His dice be not of ruth.
 

For I am made as a naked blade, 
But hear ye this thing in sooth: 

Who loseth to God as man to man 
Shall win at the turn of the game.
 
I have drawn my blade where the lightnings meet 
But the ending is the same: 
Who loseth to God as the sword blades lose 
Shall win at the end of the game.
 

For God, our God is a gallant foe that playeth behind the veil.
 
Whom God deigns not to overthrow hath need of triple mail.

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