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GOD BLESS YOU!
It was but a brief “God bless you!”
As hand lay in hand, a word
By pilgrim spoken to pilgrim;
But its hidden promise they heard.
As hand lay in hand, a word
By pilgrim spoken to pilgrim;
But its hidden promise they heard.
And so close, in that benediction,
Drew heart unto kindred heart,
Though their feet took opposite pathways,
They knew that they should not part.
Drew heart unto kindred heart,
Though their feet took opposite pathways,
They knew that they should not part.
By the truth that they loved and lived for,
By the work that they meant to share,
They knew they were friends forever:
They had met, soul with soul, in a prayer.
By the work that they meant to share,
They knew they were friends forever:
They had met, soul with soul, in a prayer.
They said, in that low “God bless you!”
Whatever one spirit could say
To another, as each departed
On a separate, untried way.
Whatever one spirit could say
To another, as each departed
On a separate, untried way.
But because the way is eternal,
And because no spirit in vain
Can breathe on another God's blessing,
Those pilgrims will meet again.
And because no spirit in vain
Can breathe on another God's blessing,
Those pilgrims will meet again.
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