Three songs

God bless the boys of England
Their wives, and mothers,
When duty called, they shirked not,
But  answered brave and true:
Their dear ones did not keep them back
At  King of Country's call;
sacrificed their own desires,
So cheer them one and all.

Ready, steady, see them march to fight the foe,
Singing, laughing as they go.
Bright and merry weal or woe

God guard the boys of England
Of air, and sea, and shore;
Give skill and courage to our lads,
And bring them home once more:
May England's honour be maintained.
And glorious be our peace;
May strive and sorrow be no more,
And war forever cease.

Ready, steady, see them march to fight the foe,
Singing, laughing as they go.
Bright and merry weal or woe

I sat  one eve beside the rivers brink
to watch the setting sun;
And from a church the other side,
The evening bells were rung
So calm and peaceful was the scene
So sweet and clear the chimes;
That as I sat  in reverie
This message they defined,
The shades of eve are falling fast
List to our message ere you pass
Remember life is fleeting fast
At dawn another day has passed

I pondered at the bell's clear notes
Ah yes, how short is life, I sighed;
How short to do the work I would,
Time is eternal the bells replied
Do now the work that is at hand,
This was their sweet refrain;
And if on earth you finish not
In heaven you'll more regain
So let this message comfort you
Just be contented,  good and true
God will appoint you work to do
If you just trust him all life through

We are walking in Gladness,  my dear one,
 as we wend along life's way,
and our hearts are full of happiness
Thou and I today;

If trouble should come up on us, or sorrow fall to our part
Should we be willing to share it, to feel together its smart:
Thou and I sweetheart?

If our joys, my dearest, we together do share,
Then adversity, surely, will not be a terrible care;
For love smooths half the trials that fall upon life's way
And amity brings comfort for ever and aye
If it's Thou and I alway.