Amid the firing and moaning
In valley and on hill,
Christ walked between the trenches
Commanding, "Peace, be still."
He spoke to the wounded and dying,
The sick in body and soul
Who yet had a vision of heaven,
"Thy faith hath made thee whole."
He went to the hungry and thirsty
And gave to them food and drink.
He came to the thoughtless and selfish
And brought to them Time To Think.
He spoke to the wild and the wicked
As He had done before,
"Neither do I condemn thee,
Go and sin no more."
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