Lyric Poem · Peace
Bless God, he went as soldiers
Bless God, he went as soldiers,
His musket on his breast —
Grant God, he charge the bravest
Of all the martial blest!
Please God, might I behold him
In epauletted white —
I should not fear the foe then —
I should not fear the fight!
This poem is in the public domain.
“Bless God, he went as soldiers” by Emily Dickinson — quilloak.com/poems/bless-god-he-went-as-soldiers
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