III
O blessed vision! After all the years,
Thou'rt with us yet. To-day, as heretofore,
Men see Thee still and they cast off their fears,
And take fresh courage to press on once more.
The soldiers, bearing from the desperate fight
A wounded brother, see Thee, in the way,
And know Thee for the Saviour, Healer, Friend,
For once again, Thy loved ones hear Thee say
(O Christ! White Comrade, in their stand for right!)
"Lo, I am with you alway, to the end."
Fidei Defensor.
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