THIS DAY.
O blessed hope, beyond the hope that lies beneath the sod ; That gallant lads we love and lose go home to be w ith God ! For “greater love hath none,” Christ said, “Than his who for a friend lies dead.” “This day,” said Jesus, “shalt thou be with Me in Paradise,” And He who died for sinful man, for man can still suffice, And close upon the held of strife wide open stands the Gate of Life. O, souls that grieve! O, hearts that break o’er Death’s untimely gain, Take heart of hope, for you shall see your loved ones all again ; For, thronging up the great White Road your soldier boys sing home to God. —“(Quiver.”
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White Ribbon, Volume 21, Issue 246, 18 December 1915, Page 4
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119THIS DAY. White Ribbon, Volume 21, Issue 246, 18 December 1915, Page 4
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