The Old Soldier

Lest the young soldiers be strange in heaven,  God bids the old soldier they all

Come to Him and wait for them, clean, new-shriven,  A happy doorkeeper in the House of the Lord.

Lest it abash them, the strange new splendour,  Lest it affright them, the new robes clean;

Here's an old face, now, long-tried, and tender,  A word and a hand-clasp as they troop in."My boys," he greets them: and heaven is homely,  He their great captain in days gone o'er;

Dear is the friend's face, honest and comely,  Waiting to welcome them by the strange door.14th November 1914

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