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George Herbert Clarke, ed. (1873–1953).  A Treasury of War Poetry.  1917.
109. Chaplain to the Forces
By Winifred M. Letts
[“I have once more to remark upon the devotion to duty, courage, and contempt of danger which has characterized the work of the Chaplains of the Army throughout this campaign.”—Sir John French, in the Neuve Chapelle dispatch.]
AMBASSADOR of Christ you go
Up to the very gates of Hell,
Through fog of powder, storm of shell,
To speak your Master’s message: “Lo,
The Prince of Peace is with you still,        5
His peace be with you, His good-will.”
It is not small, your priesthood’s price,
To be a man and yet stand by,
To hold your life while others die,
To bless, not share the sacrifice,        10
To watch the strife and take no part—
You with the fire at your heart.
But yours, for our great Captain Christ,
To know the sweat of agony,
The darkness of Gethsemane,        15
In anguish for these souls unpriced.
Vicegerent of God’s pity you,
A sword must pierce your own soul through.
In the pale gleam of new-born day,
Apart in some tree-shadowed place,        20
Your altar but a packing-case,
Rude as the shed where Mary lay,
Your sanctuary the rain-drenched sod,
You bring the kneeling soldier God.
As sentinel you guard the gate        25
’Twixt life and death, and unto death
Speed the brave soul whose failing breath
Shudders not at the grip of Fate,
But answers, gallant to the end,
“Christ is the Word—and I his friend.”        30
Then God go with you, priest of God,
For all is well and shall be well.
What though you tread the roads of Hell,
Your Captain these same ways has trod.
Above the anguish and the loss        35
Still floats the ensign of His Cross.


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