~ An Hour With You~

The High Cost Of Freedom We’ve often heard it said before That Freedom isn’t free For what it takes goes to the core Of what men choose to be My son along with other men Stepped up with pride and joy They’re needed now and needed when There’s terror to destroy They’ve got the skills to do the job They know what they’re about For God and home, hearts beat and throb With courage they move out We marvel at this choice they’ve made They have our deep respect They have no time to be afraid They’ll fix what terror’s wrecked These guys are Heroes one and all At home they wouldn’t stay When there’s a need or urgent call They always find a way! So in God’s hands we put them now The safest place to be And with His help, someway, somehow They’ll gain the Victory! Our prayers are with them in Iraq O God, Give Them The Edge! Until You bring them safely back May Angels be their hedge! © Jim Lake Website This Poem is dedicated to my son Andrew and other brave young men and women who consider the freedom of the Iraqi people to be more important than their personal comfort and who view dangerous work as a personal challenge coupled with high privilege. These Are The Heroes Of Our Time!

Music: "American Patriotic Medley"

Sequenced By: Don Carroll
Used With Permission

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