Bless our vigilant warriors

            Give strength to overcome to valiant saviors

            Our sons and daughters, wherever they may be

            On land, sky, or sailing the briny sea...

            Safeguard those so lonely, so far from home

            In times blackened dark, yet adventuresome

        Watch over them, our brothers, sisters, where they go

            Guide them wisely in times they do not know.



            Glorify our warriors' calling

            Whom we sent forth, righteous principles guarding

            Calling them far from home to distant sod

            To serve ever faithful, our country, our God

      Whether crouched in wind-swept desert foxholes sandy

            Or poised on high mountain’s steep cranny

Steel them, brave men and women, our nation’s pride select

The world depends on them, riding war’s bestial ogre to protect!



  Bless our nation’s children, carried courageous into duty

            Bearing above all things, compassion for humanity

            Keep the light of hope glowing ever bright

            Bless might of swords flashing shining right

            Honoring always, father, mother, sister, brother

            Watching always the backs of one another...

  Their lives for a country they love more than life offering

            Bastions of our grand liberty protecting

            World peace ever seeking!



            May hearts of men be truly won

            When battle’s finally done.

     Buoy up these soldiers, our children, sad and so alone

     Feeling need in guilt for things seen and done to atone

            Shield their sanity in combat that drives men insane

  Bless them that they may look back with pride, and smile

            Though multitudes of strifes and hatreds rile.



            Fortify in our warriors' hearts, humanity's essence

            Be gentle when war takes away their innocence

            May intrinsic life values still be their choice elect

            Defend them from traumatic stress defect

So as they return home, reaching, searching, to touch the sky

            Give them answer to the question, "why?"

So a grateful nation may say to valiant sons and daughters

            by noble duty sent

            "Well done, my good and faithful servant!"