"When you go home, tell them of us and say, for their tomorrow, we gave our today."
John Maxwell Edmonds, WWI
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for thou art with me
And a star gems the sky, gleaming bright.
From afar drawing nigh -- Falls the night.
Day is done, gone the sun,
From the lake, from the hills, from the sky;
All is well, safely rest, God is nigh.
Then good night, peaceful night,
Till the light of the dawn shineth bright;
God is near, do not fear -- Friend, good night."