They say that man is mighty,
He governs land and sea;
He wields a mighty scepter
O

Every man dies - Not every man really lives.

Blessings on the hand of women!
Angels guard its strength and grace,
In the palace, cottage, hovel,
Oh, no matter where the place. . . .

For the hand that rocks the cradle - Is the hand that rules the world

A sound like a sound of thunder rolled,
And the heart of a nation stirred

They say that man is mighty, He governs land and sea, He wields a mighty scepter O'er lesser powers that be; But a mightier power and stronger Man from his throne has hurled, For the hand that rocks the cradle Is the hand that rules the world.