The Glory - Michael Lanning

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 better part of me

For the glory

For the words we hold so dear

Let us 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 bridges burnt 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 give the last full measure

Gathered here

For the glory

Sleep in my arms now

All your pain is past

Sleep for you have traveled far

Now you are home at last

Go as you can hear

Time to say goodbye

Rise soft as a melody

Safe in a lullaby

The fields are green the rivers all run clear

And all 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 run before

For the men who will come after

We will weigh 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