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								| A Christmas Wish... Prayer for the Warriors |  |  |  
					| Bless our vigilant warriors Give strength to overcome to valiant saviors
 Our sons and daughters, wherever they may be
 On land, sky, or sailing the briny sea...
 Safeguard those so lonely and far from home
 In times dark, yet adventuresome
 Watch over them, our brothers, sisters, where they go
 Guide them wisely in times they do not know.
 
 Glorify our warrior's calling
 Which sent us righteous principles guarding
 Called far from home to distant sod
 To serve ever faithful, our country, our God
 Whether crouched in wind-swept desert foxholes sandy
 Or poised on high mountain's steep cranny
 Steel us, brave men and women, our nation's pride select
 The world depends on us riding war's bestial ogre to 
					protect!
 
 Bless our nation's children carried courageous into duty
 Bearing above all things, compassion for humanity
 Keep the light of hope glowing ever bright
 Bless might of swords flashing shining right
 Honoring always, father, mother, sister, brother
 Watching always the backs of one another...
 Their lives for a country they love more than life offering
 Bastions of our grand liberty protecting
 World peace ever seeking!
 
 May hearts of men be truly won
 When battle's finally done.
 Buoy up these soldiers, our children, sad and so alone
 Feeling need in guilt for things seen and done to atone
 Give thine balm of Gilead to ease their pain
 Shield their sanity in combat that drives men insane
 Bless them that they may look back with pride, and smile
 Though multitudes of strifes and hatreds rile.
 
 Fortify in our warriors hearts, humanities essence
 Be gentle when war takes away their innocence
 May intrinsic life values still be their choice elect
 Defend them from traumatic stress defect
 So as they return home, reaching to touch the sky
 Give them answer to the question why?
 So their country may say to valiant sons and daughters
 by duty sent...
 Well done my good and faithful servant!
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					| By 
					Gary Jacobson Copyright 2002
 Listed 
					December 17, 2010
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								About 
								Author... 
								In 1966-67, Gary Jacobson served with B Co 
								2nd/7th 1st Air Cavalry in Vietnam as a combat infantryman and is the recipient of the Purple 
								Heart.
 Gary, who resides in Idaho writes stories he 
								hopes are never forgotten, perhaps compelled by 
								a Vietnamese legend that says, "All poets are 
								full of silver threads that rise inside them as 
								the moon grows large." So Gary says he 
								writes because "It is that these silver 
								threads are words poking at me � I must let them 
								out. I must! I write for my brothers who cannot 
								bear to talk of what they've seen and to educate 
								those who haven't the foggiest idea about the 
								effect that the horrors of war have on 
								boys-next-door."
 
					
					Visit Gary Jacobson's site for more information It is illegal to 
					use this poem without the author's permission.~~ Send your comments and/or use permission request to 
				
					Gary Jacobson. ~~
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