These lines were composed by one whose comrade died in the war.
Here are afflictions and trials severe;
Here is no rest — here is no rest;
Here I must part with the friend I hold dear,
Yet I am blessed — I am blessed!
Sweet is the promise I read in His Word,
"Blessed are they who have died in the Lord!"
They shall be called to receive the reward;
There, there is rest—there is rest!
Messages of the Love of God 5/18/1975