For mind and body. Cross of red, all hail!

They serve for us most willingly and well.

Then chide themselves when they have come too late!

Like mothers when their sons have fallen short;

In early dawn and through the night they toil.

O God do bless this noble work of love;

Let's give and further this most worthy cause.

All hail Red Cross! White robes of hope, all hail!

OUR MORNING PRAYER

God our Father give us strength

In these days of selfish strife,

Let us smile amid the pain,

Now to meet the care of life

In the sunshine and in rain.

SOLDIER TO HIS MOTHER

Remembering those happy days of youth—

The earth was filled with gladness then,

And you, dear Mother, taught me love and truth,

Taught me to seek the best in men.

With heart full of faith and noble thought

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