Saints & Soldiers
words and music copyright
1991 by Howard Ashby Kranz
D A G A
D A G A D
Bless the wounded healer, Amatea; bless the
beating heart & the pulsing vein,
A G A
D A G G
Bless the souls departed,
Amatea; bless the living souls that remain.
D A G A D A G A D
Bless the saints and
soldiers, Amatea, bless the general and the protestor
A G A
D A
Fill us with thy peace,
Amatea; give us strength if we must have war.
G A
Bless and glorify the houses
on the shore,
F# Bm
the spaces that we build to
hold us safe within.
G A
Speed the thought that moves
the hand toward the door
Bm A
that opens out into the
freshening filling wind.
D A G A D A G A D
Bless the wandering stranger, Amatea; heal
our enemy; help us to know our friend.
A G A
D A
Fill and satisfy us, Amatea;
give us hunger that never ends.
G A
Bless and glorify the many
twisting roads
F# Bm
that lead into the world or
into the unknown.
G A
Guide the feet that step,
hold the hands that steer,
Bm A
guard the blade that cuts to
clear the pathway home.
D A G A D A G A D
Bless all firm and fragile things, Amatea,
bless the radiant and the reflected light
A G A D A
Bless our songs and
searchings, Amatea. May we be pleasing
in your sight.