Show y tiIi = 3 tUr 1 l a o a a On S a CDrmIm P p m c13 wthuW II His rest shall be glorious Isaiah xi 10 I wonder if where the soldiers rest In the last long sleep of all At the inn which only holds one guest In that narrow silent hall I wonder if they can hear today All the children as they come i And the ringing notes that bugles play And the rolling of the drum I wonder if where they fare afar They can see the flag that flies With the glory gleam of the stripe and star ° As it flutters in the shies If they may not looK bacK to us today While the trumpet calls resound And the lily white and the rose we lay On the myrtle covered mound wonder too if they hear us tell In the tones of love and pride How they lived for us how they fought and fell > How they marched away and died If they do not gaze with their happy eyes And their rest is not more sweet When the mellow songs of the bugle rise And the drums serenely beat God rest them well for a countrys trust And a countrys hope and fame Are shrined for aye in their hallowed dust And surround f each soldiers name I God rest them well n today they come And can see the hearts of us Beat glad in tune with the throbbing drum Then their rest is glorious r Copyright 1910 by W G Chapman |