Day is done, gone the sun
From the lakes, from the hills, from the sky ...
You know the melody. It is "Taps," the bugle or trumpet call arranged by a Civil War general as a "lights out" signal to the troops. Later, its mournful tones were adopted for use at military funerals.
All is well, safely rest
God is nigh.
Sounding through our valleys and echoing from our hills, "Taps" will be heard often today. It is Memorial Day, and we Americans pause to honor those who have given their lives for us while serving in the armed forces.
There have been so many of them; more than 1.2 million since our Declaration of Independence put us on a path to liberty and prosperity that are the envy of billions throughout the world.
For more than two centuries men, and women have marched off to fight our wars in the knowledge they might not make it back. Carrying muzzle-loading muskets and automatic rifles with night-vision scopes, manning wooden sailing ships and nuclear submarines, walking endless miles on dusty roads and flying at supersonic speeds, they have answered their country's call.
Fading light dims the sight
And a star gems the sky, gleaming bright
From afar, drawing near
Falls the night
Today we honor them and fervently thank God for their deeds of sacrifice, patriotism and valor.
Our sorrow is with the families of those who made the ultimate sacrifice - and we are mindful, too, of the millions who came home maimed in body and mind. Many of them will be among us as we observe Memorial Day.
Thanks and praise for our days
Neath the sun, neath the stars, neath the sky
We owe them a debt we can never repay. All we can do is be heartfelt and staunch in expressing our gratitude - as millions of us do today.
We honor them as our faithful guardians, as men and women who did extraordinary things for us - as heroes.
As we go, this we know
God is nigh.