Recessional

God of onr fatliers, knowu of old - Lord ol'our far-fliing battle line- Beneath Whose awful Hand we hold Dominion over palm and pine- Lord God of Hosts, be with us yet, Lest we forget- lest we forget! The tumult imd the shoutlng dles-The captains and the kings depart ; Still stands ïhine auclent Sacrlflce, An humble and h eontrlte heart. Lord God of Hosts, be wlth us yot, Lest we forget- lest we forget! Far-called onr navles melt ajy)D duur nul headlong slnke the fire- Lo, all our pompofyesterday Jsonr witli Nloeveh audTyre! 3aage oí Ihe Ifatf us, spare as yet, Lest wc forget- legt we forgell If, drunk with sight of power, we loose Wild tOQiiues llmt have not Thee in awe- Siioh boasüngas the Gentiles um"Or lesser breed j without the Luw- Lord God ol Hosts, be wiih us yet, Lost we forget- lest we forget 1 For heatben heart that puts her trust In reektog tube and ii on shard- All valiant dusl that builds on dust, And guardlng culis not Thee to gaard- For frantlc boast and fooligh word, lhy inercy on Thy People, Lord ! Amen. - (Rudyard Klpling in the Loodon Times.