But they keep up their spirits, their hearts never fail,
Now they’re cheered by the presence of a sweet Nightingale.
Her heart it means good—for no bounty she’ll take,
She’d lay down her life for the poor soldier’s sake,
She prays for the dying, she gives peace to the brave,
She feels that a soldier has a soul she may save.
The wounded they love her, as it has been seen;
She’s the soldier’s preserver, they call her their queen!
May God give her strength, and her heart never fail,
One of heaven’s best gifts is Miss Nightingale.