Sam Walter Foss sings of the man who comes up from the crowd in these
verses:
There’s a dead hum of voices all saying the same thing,
And our forefathers’ songs are the songs that we sing,
And the deeds by our fathers and grandfathers done
Are done by the son of the son of the son,
And our heads in contrition are bowed.
And lo, a call for a man who shall make all things new
Goes down through the throng. See! he rises in view!
Make room for the man who shall make all things new!
For the man comes up from the crowd.
And where is the man who comes up from the throng,
Who does the new deed and sings the new song,
Who makes the old world as a world that is new?
And who is the man? It is you! It is you!
And our praise is exultant and proud.
We are waiting for you there--for you are the man!
Come up from the jostle as soon as you can;
Come up from the crowd there, for you are the man--
The man who comes up from the crowd. (Text.)
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