'OLD HUNDRED' <br /> <br />O LORD of Hosts! Almighty King! <br />Behold the sacrifice we bring <br />To every arm thy strength impart, <br />Thy spirit shed through every heart! <br /> <br />Wake in our breasts the living fires, <br />The holy faith that warmed our sires; <br />Thy hand hath made our Nation free; <br />To die for her is serving Thee. <br /> <br />Be Thou a pillared flame to show <br />The midnight snare, the silent foe; <br />And when the battle thunders loud, <br />Still guide us in its moving cloud. <br /> <br />God of all Nations! Sovereign Lord <br />In thy dread name we draw the sword, <br />We lift the starry flag on high <br />That fills with light our stormy sky. <br /> <br />From treason's rent, from murder's stain, <br />Guard Thou its folds till Peace shall reign,-- <br />Till fort and field, till shore and sea, <br />Join our loud anthem, PRAISE TO THEE!<br /><br />Oliver Wendell Holmes<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/army-hymn/
