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Troops are fighting hard and sad it is

In our cities and in many a home

Where people grieve and mourn and deeply miss

A loved one and life turned  so wearisome.



War is raging and young blood is spilled,

And fierce fighting takes its fearful course;

Overseas are fine young soldiers killed,

For the evil fiend knows  no remorse.



But this child smiles tenderly and sweet,

And speaks: "Darling be not so depressed;-

I AM  He  that does your loved ones meet;-

All that love find in my arms sweet rest.!"



“Each of you is unique unto me

Precious,-  whether sleeping or awake-

Says the Lord,- and I hear every plea-

None is lost, and non I will forsake!”



“Friends of yours I keep close to my heart,

And your loved ones are so safe in me,

From my love they can no more depart-

Nor by harm and ill detached from me”



Christ child comforts:” Do not be down-cast,

All your loved ones have a safe abode-

For my father’s mansions are so vast

Each of them a gleaming star in God.”









© Elizabeth Dandy