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Show A SONG FOR HEROES By Edwin Markham. I. A song for the heroes who saw the sign And took their place in the battle-line; battle-line; They were walls of granite and gates of brass; And they cried out to God, "They shall not pass!" And they hurled them back in a storm of cheers, And the sound will echo on over the years. And a song for the end, for the glorious glori-ous end, And the soldiers marching up over the bend Of the broken roads in gallant France, The homing heroes who took the chance, t looked on life, and with even reath .ed the winds from the gulfs of death. Their hearts are running on over the graves Over the battle-wrecks over the waves Over the scarred fields over the foam On to America on to home! II. And a song for the others, the heroes slain In Argonne Forest in St. Gobian In the flowery meadows of Picardy In Belgium in Italy, From brave Montello to the sea. A song for the heroes gone on ahead To join the hosts of the marching dead A song for the souls that could lightly fling Sweet life away as a little thing For the sake of the mighty need of earth, The need of the ages coming to birth. All praise for the daring God who gave Heroic souls that could dare the grave. Praise for the power He laid on youth To challenge disaster and die for truth. What greater gift can the High God give, Than the power to die that the truth may live! Glory to the Lord, the Hero of Heaven, He whose wounds in His side are seven Glory that He gathers the heroes home, Out of the red fields, out of the foam-Gathers foam-Gathers them out of the Everywhere, Into the Camp that is Over There! |
