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!
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.
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!
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!