Comrades

by Karen Sarnecki

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To war, my comrades, we bravely go.

How long it will be, we do not know.

To honor our country, with little despair,

for we know that our God will march with us there.

We pack our things, setting off in flight,

bravely moving forward with all our might.

Looking to each other for the strength that we share,

for we know that our God will march with us there.

Long hours, hard work, with little time for rest,

a grueling, and sometimes painful test.

And just when we feel that it doesn't seem fair,

remember that our God will march with us there.

He knows us by name; He knows us, each and every one.

He calls us daughter; He calls us son.

For in Him we need not search, nor wonder where,

we know that our God will march with us there.

Good over evil, that's what this is about.

Goodness will prevail, we have no doubt.

Pushing onward with comrades for whom we so care.

We know that our God will march with us there.

Each day brings us closer to coming back home.

We keep moving forward, in groups or alone.

He'll not give us more than He knows we can bear,

for we know that our God will march with us there.

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Thank You for being our Heroes
I am honored to write this
for you.

God Bless You, each and every one!
Karen

Hand of Freedom, soldier at prayer

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