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"Wait on the Lord, be strong and of good courage, and He shall strengthen your heart...wait on the Lord. Psalms 27:14

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Friday, November 11, 2005

To our veterans: Thank you for your service and your sacrifice

May God bless all of our fighting men and women and may He also bless the families of those who have given their lives to ensure freedom for all.

If you have never heard American Soldier, it is a must hear. Toby Keith is one of the biggest music supporters of our military.



And finally Taps, with a double trumpet solo. Beautiful!



(Note: there are no "official" words to Taps, below are the most popular.)

Day is done,
gone the sun,
From the hills,
from the lake,
From the skies.
All is well,
safely rest,
God is nigh.

Go to sleep,
peaceful sleep,
May the soldier
or sailor,
God keep.
On the land
or the deep,
Safe in sleep.

Love, good night,
Must thou go,
When the day,
And the night
Need thee so?
All is well.
Speedeth all
To their rest.

Fades the light;
And afar
Goeth day,
And the stars
Shineth bright,
Fare thee well;
Day has gone,
Night is on.

Thanks and praise,
For our days,
'Neath the sun,
Neath the stars,
'Neath the sky,
As we go,
This we know,
God is nigh.
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Dirge for Two Veterans
THE last sunbeam
Lightly falls from the finish'd Sabbath,
On the pavement here-and there beyond, it is looking,
Down a new-made double grave.

Lo! the moon ascending!
Up from the east, the silvery round moon;
Beautiful over the house tops, ghastly phantom moon;
Immense and silent moon.

I see a sad procession,
And I hear the sound of coming full-key'd bugles;
All the channels of the city streets they're flooding,
As with voices and with tears.

I hear the great drums pounding,
And the small drums steady whirring;
And every blow of the great convulsive drums,
Strikes me through and through.

For the son is brought with the father;
In the foremost ranks of the fierce assault they fell;
Two veterans, son and father, dropt together,
And the double grave awaits them.

Now nearer blow the bugles,
And the drums strike more convulsive;
And the day-light o'er the pavement quite has faded,
And the strong dead-march enwraps me.

In the eastern sky up-buoying,
The sorrowful vast phantom moves illumin'd;
('Tis some mother's large, transparent face,
In heaven brighter growing.)

O strong dead-march, you please me!
O moon immense, with your silvery face you soothe me!
O my soldiers twain! O my veterans, passing to burial!
What I have I also give you.

The moon gives you light,
And the bugles and the drums give you music;
And my heart, O my soldiers, my veterans,
My heart gives you love.
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Eulogy for a Veteran
Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there, I do not sleep.

I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.

I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the Gentle autumn rain.

When you awaken in the mornings hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush
of quiet birds in circled flight,
I am the soft stars that shine at night.

Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there, I did not die.

-Author Unknown
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THEY SOFTLY WALK
a poem

They are not gone who pass
Beyond the clasp of hand,
Out from the stone embrace.
They are but come so close
We need not grope with hands,
Nor look to see, nor try
To catch the sound of feet.
They have put off their shoes
Softly to walk by day
Within our thoughts, to tread
At night our dream - led paths
Of sleep.
They are not lost who find
The sunset gate, the goal
Of all their faithful years.
Not lost are they who reach
The summit of their climb,
The peak above the clouds
And storms. They are not lost
Who find the light of sun
And stars and God.
They are not dead who live
In hearts they leave behind.
In those whom they have blessed
They live a life again,
And shall live through the years
Eternal life, and grow
Each day more beautiful
As time declares their good,
Forgets the rest, and proves
Their immortality.

By Hugh Robert Orr

4 comments:

Neo-Con Tastic said...

Wonderful tribute. It's hard to really capture the right words to express something so deserving. I struggled with my post today because I'm so appreciative but don't want to underplay their recognition.

God does watch over them and in some cases, they watch over us.

Jean-Luc Picard said...

Great poems that are highly appropriate. Here in England, we had Remembrance Sunday today.

greatwhitebear said...

Nic dear

there are so few things we agree on, but this is certainly one. Special blessings our servicemen, past and present, and on the famiies of those who died in service to their country.

gwb

Michael Manning said...

WHILE MY NEWS HELICOPTER WAS BEING REFUELED A NNATIONAL GUARD HELICOPTER LANDED. I CHATTED IN THE LOBBY OF OUR FBO WITH THE PILOTS WHO HAD JUST COME BACK FROM IRAQ AND IN 2003 ONE HAD COMPLETED A FLYOVER OF IRAQ. HE SAW WMDS ALL OVER THE DESERT. THREE WEEKS LATER HE FLEW BACK OVER AND SAW SOLDIERS PLACING M-9 MISSLES IN SILOS THEN COVERING THEM WITH SAND. TWO F-15'S WERE BURIED AND A FOOTBALL FILED SIZED EMPTY BUNKER WAAS FOUND. THE SCREENNER FOR MICHAEL SAVAGE'S RADIO SHOW WOULD NOT PERMIT ME TO TELL THIS STORY. GOD BLESS OUR MILITARY! IT IS WIDELY BELIEVED THE WMD'S WER TTAKEN TO SYRIA.