LORD, God of all in Life and Death, The winter's storm, the summer's breath, Of fragrant bloom,- whose Mighty hand Decrees the pow'r of sea and land, Hear, Lord, this prayer for those who are Slain in the hour of thund'rous war. Have mercy, Lord, on those who fail Rent by the iron-splintered ball. Reck not their cause was right or wrong, 'Twas Duty led them blind and strong. They shaped not what to war gave rise -- They make the greatest sacrifice. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ODE FOR MEMORIAL DAY by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR GOD OF PROGRESS by ALICE GILL BENTON A NIGHT FANCY by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE GERALDINE by EMILY JANE BRONTE LYNTON VERSES: 5 by THOMAS EDWARD BROWN OBERAMMERGAU, 1890 by WILLIAM ALLEN BUTLER |