By E. A. Gibbons-Pole.
The War Illustrated, Volume 4, No. 97, Page 695, July 11, 1941.
Lord, make me worthy of this land,
My richest dower,
And grant me courage to withstand
The testing hour.
Strengthen my faith, that I may see
In Hope's clear light
The Victory, if Calvary
Should crown my fight.
This is our anguish and our privilege To live through sombre hours and shadowed days. We own no safe and easy heritage. We tread no pleasant paths, no sheltered ways. Yet chosen for the greatnes
The following lines were written by an airman after a recent crash: Three days ago Eternity stood nigh me, Clean, white as snow With nothing to deny me A passing mild, Some little fame behind
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The following lines were written by an airman after a recent crash: Three days ago Eternity stood nigh me, Clean, white as snow With nothing to deny me A passing mild, Some little fame behind