Midnight
_ _ Now in the ungirt hour ; now ere we blink and drowse , _ _ Mithras , also a soldier , keep us true to our vows ! _ _ Mithras , God of the Sunset , low on the Western main , _ _ Thou descending immortal , immortal to rise again ! _ _ Now when the watch is ended , now when the wine is drawn , _ _ Mithras , also a soldier , keep us pure till the dawn ! _ _ Mithras , God of the Midnight , here where the great bull lies , _ _ Look on thy children in darkness . Oh take our sacrifice ! _ _ Many roads Thou hast fashioned : all of them lead to the Light , _ _ Mithras , also a soldier , teach us to die aright ! _ THE WINGED HATS