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Thomas Wentworth Higginson, Women and Men | 24 | 0 | Browse | Search |
The Daily Dispatch: December 25, 1863., [Electronic resource] | 22 | 0 | Browse | Search |
The Daily Dispatch: December 25, 1865., [Electronic resource] | 20 | 0 | Browse | Search |
Mrs. John A. Logan, Reminiscences of a Soldier's Wife: An Autobiography | 20 | 0 | Browse | Search |
The Daily Dispatch: December 27, 1865., [Electronic resource] | 18 | 0 | Browse | Search |
Edward L. Pierce, Memoir and letters of Charles Sumner: volume 2 | 16 | 0 | Browse | Search |
The Daily Dispatch: December 21, 1865., [Electronic resource] | 16 | 0 | Browse | Search |
Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 11. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones) | 14 | 0 | Browse | Search |
The Daily Dispatch: December 22, 1865., [Electronic resource] | 14 | 0 | Browse | Search |
The Daily Dispatch: December 24, 1864., [Electronic resource] | 14 | 0 | Browse | Search |
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Browsing named entities in Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 2. (ed. Frank Moore). You can also browse the collection for Christmas or search for Christmas in all documents.
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Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 2. (ed. Frank Moore), chapter 9 (search)
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hymn for the host in war. C. M.
Christmas, (Handel's,) or any other solemn and stirring common Metre tune. by the Author of the New priest. With banners fluttering forth on high, And music's stirring breath, Lord God!
we stand beneath Thine eye, Arrayed for work of death. When we our stormy battle wage, Thy Spirit be our zeal! In conquering, teach us not man's rage, But Thine own truth to feel. Thy Christ led forth no host to fight, And he disbanded none; But our true life, and our best right, By death alone He won. Dear Lord!
if we our lives must give, And give our share of earth, To save, for those that after live, What makes our land's true worth, Lead Thou our march to war's worst lot, As to a peace-time feast; Grant, only, that our souls be not Without Christ's life released! O God of heaven's most glorious host! To Thee this hymn we raise; To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, One God, one voice of praise! --Boston Transcript, Aug. 3.