God Forgive Me If I Do Wrong

I Have Seen Him In The Watchfires Of A Hundred Circling Camps They Have Builded Him An Altar In The Evening Dews And Damps, I Have Read His Righteous Sentence By The Dim And Flaring Lamps, His Day Is Marching On.

I Think Nothing Is Religion Which Puts One Individual Absolutely Above Others, And Surely Nothing Is Religion Which Puts One Sex Above Another.

The Greatest Evils Of Society Are Goods That Have Refused To Go On, But Have Sat Down On The Highway, Saying To The World, "we Stop Here; Do You Stop Also.

In The Beauty Of The Lilies Christ Was Born Across The Sea, With A Glory In His Bosom That Transfigures You And Me; As He Died To Make Men Holy, Let Us Die To Make Men Free, While God Is Marching On.

We Will Not Have Great Questions Decided By Irrelevant Agencies, Our Husbands Will Not Come To Us, Reeking With Carnage, For Caresses And Applause. Our Sons Shall Not Be Taken From Us To Unlearn All That We Have Been Able To Teach Them Of Charity, Mercy, And Patience. We, The Women Of One Country, Will Be Too Tender Of Those Of Another Country To Allow Our Sons To Be Trained To Injure Theirs.