The war is won!
Our efforts appeased
Let songs be sung
And our qualms be eased
Hear the trumpets blare
Their brazen sound
Our people fair
Tread free ground
Give thanks to the Lord
Fold your hands and pray
Providence of God
Has shown us the way
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The war has been won with grit and velour but the truly brave display no vanity. They, instead, bow their heads unto God for the victory. Wonderful poem.