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Show Gordon Rothey Terry Roundy Walter Salazar Margaret Yvonne Sampson Sharon Kay Sant Vanet Jayne Saunders Edward Terry Schaffer Laura Mae Schubert Sharon Mable Schurz Pauline R. Seppi John Howard Shafer Elizabeth Linda Shaw Jerry Louis Shaw Ross E. Sibert Barbara Skikos Clifford George Smith Dale Jay Snider Karen Sorenson Clifford George Smith Elaine Staley Bob: Earl Stanger Jean Anne Stanger Sonya Siettler David Wilson Stewart Harold Stites i Sharon Lee Stiit Carol Janet Stokes Alex John Stone Frank Wm. Stone Robert Suekawa Myrtle Ellen Sully Barbara Fay Taylor Laurie Thomas Lynette Joy Thredgold Diane Edna Janet Eilene Trewet Ronald Truce Truman Carol Vander Steen Cleve Taylor Waddoups Judy Rae Walker Jidith Ann Wangsgard Wendy Wangsgard Franklin Dale Watkins Sondra Weaver Patricia Ann Wells Gene Taylor West Bonnie Jo. White Gayle White Craig Burr Whitehead Mona Mae Wieland Janet Wight James Parker Williams Jimmie R. Williams Ronald C. Williams Donna Marie Wilson Allan V. Wood George Vanja Lest We Forget Tippetts Thomas Xanos GOD of our fathers, known of old Lord of our far-flung baitle-line Beneath whose awful Hand we hold Dominion over palm and pine — Lord God of Hosts, be with us yet, Lest we forget, lest we forget! The tumult and the shouting dies The captains and the kings depart Still An Lord Lest stands Thine ancient sacrifice, humble and conirite heart. God of Hosts, be with us yet, we forget, lest we forget! Far-call’d our navies melt away— On dune and headland sinks the fire— Lo, all our pomp of yesterday Is one with Nineveh and Tyre! Judge of the Nations, spare us yet, Lest we forget, lest we forget! Louise’ Yorgason If, drunk with sight of power, we loose Wild tongues that have not Thee in awe— Such boasting as the Gentiles use Or lesser breeds without the Law— Lord God of Hosts, be with us yet, Lest we forget, lest we forget! Se Randolph Doyle For heathen heart that puts her trust In reeking tube and iron shard— All valiant dust that builds on dust, And guarding calls not Thee to guard, For frantic boast and foolish word, Thy Mercy on Thy People, Lord! |
