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They sang it, face to face with death,
 With Kitchener in Soudan.
And so today "the fairest face"
 Comes to the soldiers' dream
On music of the drifting tune
 Where allied banners stream.

OUR THANKS

(NOVEMBER 28, 1918)

THANK God!
  Two words; but, oh, the heart is full,
   The lips shake with their gratitude,
  The eyes swim with the visioned Peace
   And all its grace and magnitude!

Thank God!
  Yea, thank Him ten times o'er
   That He has healed war's awful scar;
  Thank Him that in the sweet white Peace
   The Victory banners heckon far.

Thank God!
  Yea, thank Him for the silent guns,
   For safety where our ships may roam;
  Thank Him for faith of those who fell—
   And for our boys who're coming home
          Thank God!
             Thank God!

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