The Hillsdale standard. [volume] (Hillsdale, Mich.) 1851-1909, 1852-05-18

this all again in the vivid colors Of the tcrrib',
reality, il 1 thought your courage needed sucl
wild excitement. raf u fnaruf ori
But know you are strong in the might o
the Lord. You will march forth to battle or
the morrow with light hearts and determined
spirit, though tho solemn duty-the duty of a.
venging the dead; may rest heavy on your
souls. WnfT1
And in the hour of battle, when all around
is darkness, lit by the urid cannon glare, and
the piercing musket fiash--when the wounded
strew the ground, and the dead litter our path
then remember, soldiers, that God is with you.
The eternal God fights for you; he rides on the
battle cloud, he sweeps onward with the march
infinite, fights for you and you will triumph.
"They that take the sword shall perish by
the sword"
You have taken the sword, but not in the
spirit of wrong or ravage. You have taken
the sword for your homes, for your wives, for
your little ones. You have taken the sword
for truth, and justiceand right, and to you the
promise is; be of good cheer, for your foes have
taken the sword i'm defiance of all that men
hold dear, in blasphemy of God; They shall
perish by the sword.
And now, brethren and soldiers, l bid you
all farewell: Many of us may fall in the bat
tie of tomorrow. God rest the souls of the
fallen! Many of us may live to tell the story
ofthe fight TO morrow, and the memory af all
will ever rest and linger in the quiet scene Of
this autumnal night.
Solemn twilight advances over tho valley;
the woods on the opposite heights fling their
shadows over the green Of the meadow; around
us are the tents Of the continental hosts, the
suppressed hustle of the camp, the hurried
Of tt,a eotI 10 nd frA fl,n
tents, the stiffness and awe that marks the eve
of battle.
When we meet again, may the seadows of
twilight be flung over a peaceful land. God
in heaven grant it. Let us pray.
Great Father, we bow before thee; we invoke
thy blessings we deprecate thy wrath; we re-
turn thee thanks for the post-we ask thy aid
for the future. For we are in times of trouble
oh, Lord, and sore beset by foes, morcilcs and
Implying. The sword CLEANS over our land,
and the dust of the soul is dampeDed with the
blood Of our neighbors and friends.
Oh! God of mercy, we pray thee 20 bless the
American arms. Make the man in our hearts
strong in thy wisdom: bless, we bescech thee,
with renewed life and strength, our hope, and
Thy instrument, even George Washington;
shower thy counsels on the Honorable tho Con-
tneutal Congress; visits our hosts, comfort the
soldier in his wounds and Affections, nerve him
for the fight, prepare him for the hour of
death
And in tho hour of defeat, oh, God of Hosts
do thou be cur stay; and in the hour of triumph
be thou our guide.
Teach lis to be mercfu'. Though the mem-
Dry of calling wrongs be at our hearts, knock
ing for admittance. that they may fill us with
the desire of revenge, yet let us, oh, Lord
spare the vanquished, though they never spared
us, in the hour of butchery and of fearful blood
shed.
And in tho hour of death, do thou guide us
to the abode prepared for the blcst, so shall We
return thangs to thee through Christ our Re-
deemer. Con PROSPER THE CAUSE. Amen.