Robert Augustine Seidel III

West Point, 2004

Be Thou At Peace

Posted by Author Unknown on May 28, 2007:

A SOLDIER REPORTS TO GOD: The soldier stood and faced his God, which must always come to pass He hoped his shoes were shining, just as brightly as his brass. "Step forward now, you soldier, How shall I deal with you? Have you always turned the other cheek? To My Church have you been true?" The soldier squared his shoulders and said, "No, Lord, I guess I aint 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 tough, And sometimes I've been violent, because the streets are awfully rough But, I never took a penny, that wasn't mine to keep... Though I worked a lot of overtime, when the bills just got too steep, And I never passed a cry for help, though at times I shook with fear, And sometimes, God forgave 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'll understand." There was a silence all around the throne, where the saints had often trod, As the soldier waited quietly, for the judgement of his God, "Step forward now you soldier, you've borne your burdens well, Walk peacefully on Heaven's streets, you've done your time in Hell."

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