America the Beautiful: My Forward Family of Veterans

Wednesday, November 12, 2014

My Forward Family of Veterans

Veterans Day 2014 - I had a wonderful day today connecting on Facebook with Aunts, Cousins and Friends as we remembered the sacrifice that so many members of our families have made through their service in the Armed Forces of America. May God bless you always. And may God bless the United States of America.
Pictured:
Glenn Forward-Army-WWI, EarlGene Moser-Army-WWII, EbertPhillips-Army-WWII, Harold "Sonny" Coulter-Military Police-WWII, Jim Hughes-Army-WWII, Charles Forward-Army, Wayne Forward-Navy.

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AMERICA THE BEAUTIFUL

Oh beautiful for spacious skies,

For amber waves of grain,

For purple mountain majesties

Above the fruited plain,

America! America!

God shed His grace on thee,

And crown thy good with brotherhood

From sea to shining sea.

Oh beautiful for pilgrim feet

Whose stern impassioned stress,

A thoroughfare for freedom beat

Across the wilderness.

America! America!

God mend thy every flaw.

Confirm thy soul in self-control,

Thy liberty in law.

Oh beautiful for heros proved

In liberating strife

Who more than self their country loved

And mercy more than life.

America! America!

May god thy gold refine

Till all success be nobleness,

And every gain divine

Oh beautiful for patriot dream

That sees beyond the years.

Thine alabaster cities gleam

Undimmed by human tears.

America! America!

God shed his grace on thee,

And crown thy good with brotherhood

From sea to shining sea.

Battle Hymn of the Republic

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 has loosed the fateful lightning

of His terrible swift sword

His truth is marching on.

I have seen Him in the watch-fires

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.

I have read a fiery gospel writ

in burnish'd rows of steel,

"As ye deal with my contemptors,

so with you my grace shall deal;"

Let the Hero, born of woman,

crush the serpent with his heel

Since God is marching on.

He has sounded from the trumpet

that shall never call retreat

He is sifting out the hearts of men

before His judgment-seat

Oh, be swift, my soul, to answer Him!

Be jubilant, my feet!

Our God is marching on.

In the beauty of the lilies

Christ was born across the sea,

With a glory in His bosom that

transfigures you and me:

As He died to make men holy,

let us die to make men free,

While God is marching on.

Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!

His truth is marching on.

The Star Spangled Banner

Oh, say can you see by the dawn’s early light
What so proudly we hailed at the twilight’s last gleaming?

Whose broad stripes and bright stars thru the perilous fight,

O’er the ramparts we watched were so gallantly streaming?

And the rocket’s red glare, the bombs bursting in air,
Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there.

Oh, say does that star spangled banner yet wave
O’er the land of the free and the home of the brave?

On the shore, dimly seen through the mists of the deep,

Where the foe’s haughty host in dread silence reposes,

What is that which the breeze, o’er the towering steep,

As it fitfully blows, half conceals, half discloses?

Now it catches the gleam of the morning’s first beam,

In full glory reflected now shines in the stream:
‘Tis the star spangled banner! Oh long may it wave

O’er the land of the free and the home of the brave!

And where is that band who so vauntingly swore
That the havoc of war and the battle’s confusion,
A home and a country should leave us no more!
Their blood has washed out their foul footsteps’ pollution.

No refuge could save the hireling and slave

From the terror of flight, or the gloom of the grave:

And the star spangled banner in triumph doth wave

O’er the land of the free and the home of the brave!

Oh! thus be it ever, when freemen shall stand
Between their loved home and the war’s desolation!
Blest with victory and peace, may the heav’n rescued land

Praise the Power that hath made and preserved us a nation.

Then conquer we must, when our cause it is just,
And this be our motto: “In God is our trust.”
And the star spangled banner in triumph shall wave
O’er the land of the free and the home of the brave!

Wednesday, November 12, 2014

My Forward Family of Veterans

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