The Soldier Stood And Faced His God
Which Must Always Come To Pass
He Hoped His Shoes Were Shining Bright
Just As Brightly As His Brass
"Step Forward Now Soldier
How Shall I Deal With You?
Have You Turned The Other Cheek?
To My Church Have You Been True?"
The Soldier Squared His Shoulders
And Said "No Lord I Guess I Ain't
Because Those Of Us Who Carry Guns
Can't Always Be A Saint
I've Had To Work Most Sundays
And At Times My Talk Was Rough
I've Had To Break Your Rules My Lord
Because The World Is Awfully Tough
But I Never Took A Thing
That Wasn't Mine To Keep
Though I Worked A Lot Of Overtime
When The Bills Got Just Too Steep
And I Never Passed A Cry For Help
Though At Times I Shook With Fear
And Sometimes God Forgive Me
I've Wept Unmanly Tears
I Know I Don't Deserve A Place
Among The People Here
They Never Wanted Me Around
Except To Calm Their Fears
If You've A Place For Me Here Lord
It Needn't Be So Grand
I Never Expected Or Had Too Much
But If You Don't I Will Understand"
There Was A Silence All Around
The Throne Where The Saints Often
Trod The Soldier Waited Quietly
For The Judgement Of His God
Step Forward Now Soldier You've
Borne Your Burdens Well Come Walk
Peacefully On Heaven's Streets
You've Done Your Time In "Hell"
~ Author Unknown ~
I thank you for coming, and hope
you enjoyed your visit..
