Give others, God, the glory; mine the right
To stand beside my comrades in the fight,
To die, if need be, in some foreign land—
Absolved and solaced by a soldier’s hand.
O Lord, my God, pray harken to my prayer
And keep me ever humble, keep me where
The fight is thickest, where, ’midst steel and flame
Thy sons give battle, calling on Thy name.
—From the Outlook.