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قراءة كتاب It Was the Road to Jericho
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اللغة: English
It Was the Road to Jericho
الصفحة رقم: 4
The robber hoards that strip and slay
Take more than gold, forsooth, They kill our holiest of Hopes— They take all Love—all Youth! |
They smite the mother and the maid—
The babe that cries unfed, And little children, sore afraid Sob in the night for bread |
Oh, who shall staunch such world-wide woe—
Such universe of pain? And who has oil and wine enough? And must they cry in vain? |
Nay! On the road to Jericho
There be a million now, Who bear Christ's pity in their hearts, His sign upon their brow. |
And millions more shall follow them
To bind and to restore. Till all the highway is made safe And war shall be no more. |
Now God give grace to all who hear
And may His love suffice To blaze upon each heart each day The Cross of Sacrifice |
