The Deserter
“Ida’s mother sat at the piano, with Alice in her lap. Sally and Josh leaned on either side.
Eudocia flipped a page, poised her fingers over the keys, and said, “Ready?”
They were a singing family, and they launched into it with gusto. Even Alice pretended to sing.
Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord; He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored; He hath loosed the fateful lightning of His terrible swift sword; His truth is marching on.
I have seen Him... in the watchfires of a hundred circling camps; They have builded Him an altar in the evening dews and damps; I can read His righteous sentence by the dim and flaring lamps; His day is marching on.
He has sounded forth the trumpet that shall never call retreat; He is sifting out the hearts of men before His judgement seat; O be swift, my soul, to answer Him! be jubilant, my feet!
Our God is marching on.
Glory ,glory, hallelujah!
Glory ,glory, hallelujah!
Glory ,glory, hallelujah!
His truth is marching on.MoreLess
Eudocia flipped a page, poised her fingers over the keys, and said, “Ready?”
They were a singing family, and they launched into it with gusto. Even Alice pretended to sing.
Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord; He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored; He hath loosed the fateful lightning of His terrible swift sword; His truth is marching on.
I have seen Him... in the watchfires of a hundred circling camps; They have builded Him an altar in the evening dews and damps; I can read His righteous sentence by the dim and flaring lamps; His day is marching on.
He has sounded forth the trumpet that shall never call retreat; He is sifting out the hearts of men before His judgement seat; O be swift, my soul, to answer Him! be jubilant, my feet!
Our God is marching on.
Glory ,glory, hallelujah!
Glory ,glory, hallelujah!
Glory ,glory, hallelujah!
His truth is marching on.MoreLess
Read book The Deserter for free
Write Review:
User Reviews: