The Glory

The Glory
By. Jack Murphy

(This is without a North and a South, because we are one)

The bugle calls us to the line
From the mists of the long ago
See how the battle sabers shine
And the shadows the flags all throw
For The Glory . ..
For a land forever free
For the last best hope of mankind
For The Glory . .
For the words we hold so dear
Let is give the last full measure
Gathered here
For The Glory

The time to stand has come at last
Let the drums start the long, long roll
The bridge is burned, the die is cast
To His Grace I commend my soul
For The Glory . ..
For the Dixie that I know
For the way of life we cherish
Let us die or let us go
For The Glory . . .
For the home we hold so dear
Let us gave the last full measure
Gathered here
For The Glory

Angel:
Sleep in my arms now
All your pain is passed
Sleep for you have traveled far
Now you are home at last
Go as you came here
Time to say goodbye
Rise, soft as a melody
Safe in a lullaby
The fields are green
The rivers all run clear
And oh, so far from here
Rest for a while now
All your work is done
Rest here in my waiting arms
Now that your race is run.

For the Glory . ..
For the men who�ve gone before
For the men who will come after
We will wage this bloody war
For The Glory . .
For the truth we hold so dear
Let us give the last full measure
Gathered here
For The Glory.

Frank Wildhorn, Jack Murphy, and Gregory Boyd wrote this song for the closing of thier musical "The Civil War." In it, the two sides contemplate why they fought, and decide that it was worth it. Years later, I think it has a bigger and more amazing affect on me then it ever could. I typed this really long song up and put it here in memorie of those who died a cenerty and a half ago fo freedom, and those fighting right now for it. Thank you to all the men and women fighting over seas so that kids like me can plan for the future, and know that there will be one.