Oh foul device and evil intent
Of those whose motive to harm was meant
With all of our tears that have been spent
God with purpose our lives reinvent !
Oh foul device and evil intent
Of those whose motive to harm was meant
With all of our tears that have been spent
God with purpose our lives reinvent !
There is a sound I love to hear
A bugle call upon my ear
Its brassy tone does thrill my heart
And chills my spine right from the start
My hair all seems to stand on end
As tones and notes begin to blend.
What started as a hunting horn
Before the age of bronze was born
Evolved into what we now know
The bugle calls to troops they blow !
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