July 13, 2024: A Grand Event

Thus unfolds grand events,
Yielding in us silence,
Witness the movings of His holy hand.
To God our oath is dying,
Yet still He’s testifying.
Behold, thirteen July, He took the stand,
And witnessed Himself through man, His own;
For us our benefit always, He is shown. 

A Providential proof,
What upon us behoove:
A prophetic benediction began
To the Spirit Holy
To ‘use this crisis’ only
To bring us close to God, and man to every man.
Upon one way we walk, God quite another:
His will the assassin’s will would bother.   

Shot, shot true, just pierced his ear,
But for God’s hand been near
To move his head just a fifteen degree;
And he said as he turned,
Now in history burned:
‘When you take a look at what happened…’ See,
Words perfect, time and place: down-sent divine. 
All who see, see what happened: God in time. 

Focus more upon his fall,
Look behind, ‘midst them all,
A lady performs the sign of the Cross,
And to our Lord she made
A prayer that life be saved.
‘Fore finality—perhaps life, maybe loss—
Wish a farewell to the world which held,
‘Cause forward now a different course compelled. 

This tho’ not unto death,
He lives yet, has his breath!
He is raised, and lady second signs the Cross,
And to our Lord she made
Thanks that a life was saved,
Grant in us burn again deep love that’s lost
For man, for country, our Heavenly Host—
Defend all three ‘gainst those who hate us most!

U.S.A! Fight! Fight! Fight!
Chants chariot through night;
One bloodied face and a fist uprising,
A visage set: defying –  
And Old Faithful flying,
Is the image of man and nation rising.
God, family, country—our nation’s treasured,
Ours to keep, tho’ must blood be measured.