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Each week Bro. Dennis Ingle has a short message in the Sunday Bulletin. This “Blog” is made from these bulletin entries and also messages he posts on Facebook.

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May 28, 2017, 9:00 AM

We Lie In Far Off Lands


In far-off fields strange poppies grow
Between the crosses, row on row
  That mark our place; while in the sky
  The birds no longer singing fly,
'Mid planes above and 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 far-off fields.

O, keep our torch of faith aglow!
To banish war; let nations know
  That, if aggression's hands untie
  The scourge of war, yours will reply,
So long as human blood shall flow.

We are the dead; if to and fro
Across our graves fresh armies go,
  We shall not sleep; to us you owe
  And end of war while poppies grow,
In far-off fields.
               Chaplain Gilbert Darlington


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