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The Price of Freedom

by Raydene Nash

In remembrance of the quick and dead ones,
They honored God in fighting for our lives.
All whether grandpas, uncles, brothers, sons,
Fought so our dreams of freedom would survive.
Our Savior knows the suffering and plight
Of the soldiers wounded and those dying.
Poured out for souls for whom He did what's right,
Jesus paid for all, Himself denying.
Though they mistreated Him, condemning Him,
The worst of them He gladly would've saved.
With chances of survival seeming slim,
Off-duty soldiers sometimes misbehave.
Some soldiers may be shot with friendly fire.
God knows to serve their country they desire.

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