I saw a man proclaiming, proclaiming in the street
And the light was flowing from his mouth
Like a river on the darkness
The light was like a flood of waters
And the darkness could not build a wall against it
The light was like a flood of waters
Though the breaking rocks would bar his way
And darkness could not overwhelm it
Many men would strike him down
But the darkness could not overwhelm it
Like the melting ice of mountains
Feeds the river’s thousand miles
The light was not his own
And the darkness could not overwhelm it
The light was like the light of life
And all who saw it lived again
For the darkness could not overwhelm it
neumatikos 