General George S Patton Jnr Poems

Perhaps I stabbed our Savior
In His sacred helpless side.
Yet I've called His name in blessing
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God of our Father, who by land and sea has ever

Led us on to victory, please continue your inspiring
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When all hearts are opened,

And all the secrets known,
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From pride and foolish confidence,
From every waking creed,
From the dread fear of fearing,
Protect us, Lord, and lead.
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I am that dreadful, blighting thing,

Like rat holes to the flood.
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The road of the battle languished,

The hate from the guns was still,
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They died for France like countless thousands more

Who, in this war, have faltered not to go
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Not midst the chanting of the Requiem Hymn,

Nor with the solemn ritual of prayer,
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As Head of the Division of Provision for Revision

Was a man of prompt decision--Morton Quirk.
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You can't remember, dearest

For your memory fades too fast,
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