In Flanders Fields
In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie,
In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.
-BY JOHN MCCRAE
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The Lord is my light and my salvation;
Whom shall I fear?
The Lord is the defense of my life;
Whom shall I dread?
When evildoers came upon me
to devour my flesh,
My adversaries and my enemies,
they stumbled and fell.
Though a host encamp against me,
My heart will not fear;
Though war arise against me,
In spite of this I shall be confident.
One thing I have asked from the Lord,
that I shall seek:
That I may dwell
in the house of the Lord all the days of my life,
To behold the beauty of the Lord
And to meditate in His temple.
For in the day of trouble
He will conceal me in His tabernacle;
In the secret place of His tent
He will hide me;
He will lift me up on a rock.
And now my head will be lifted up
above my enemies around me,
And I will offer in His tent
sacrifices with shouts of joy;
I will sing, yes,
I will sing praises to the Lord.
Hear, O Lord,
when I cry with my voice
And be gracious to me and answer me.
When You said,
“Seek My face,”
my heart said to You,
“Your face, O Lord, I shall seek.”
Do not hide Your face from me,
Do not turn Your servant
away in anger;
You have been my help;
Do not abandon me nor forsake me,
O God of my salvation!
For my father and my mother
have forsaken me,
But the Lord will take me up.
Teach me Your way, O Lord,
And lead me in a level path
Because of my foes.
Do not deliver me
over to the desire of my adversaries,
For false witnesses have risen against me,
And such as breathe out violence.
I would have despaired
unless I had believed
that I would see
the goodness of the Lord
In the land of the living.
Wait for the Lord;
Be strong
and let your heart take courage;
Yes, wait for the Lord.
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