[Written for the Sentinel]

Let us Say—Godspeed

Whene'er a valiant soldier of the crossWrestles, like Jacob, till the break of day,Waiting the angel's touch, which comes to smiteThe thigh of error till its strength gives way,Perhaps in such an hour it may enhanceHis courage as he wrestles through the night,To know that other soldiers think of him,And wish him Godspeed in his holy fight,Rejoicing with him in the certaintyThat Truth's all-power will vanquish every foe,Knowing that victory is assured to thoseWho with the sword of Spirit armed go.So let us, brother soldiers, greetings sendTo one another as we journey on,Sounding the trumpet call of gratitudeFor all the battles we have fought and won.Cheering each other, we more bravely march;And keeping step, our courage we increase,Until new vistas of eternal LoveWe shall envision in the land of peace.

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