Poetry – ‘Recessional’

God of our fathers, known of old,Lord of our far-flung battle-line,Beneath whose awful Hand we hold   Dominion over palm and pine—Lord God of Hosts, be with us yet,Lest we forget—lest we forget! The tumult and the shouting dies;   The Captains and the Kings depart:Still stands Thine ancient sacrifice,   An humble and a contrite heart.Lord God of Hosts, be … Continue reading Poetry – ‘Recessional’