From the album of Evelyn Hass (nee Horth)
This was found on the body of a dead soldier on a battlefield
in Italy during World War II. The author is unknown.
Look, God, I have never spoken to You
But now I want to say “How do You do. “
You see, God, they told me You didn’t exist,
And like a fool I believed all this.
Last night, from a shell hole I saw Your sky.
I figured right then they had told me a lie.
Had I taken time to see things You made.
I’d have known they weren ‘t calling a a spade.
I wonder, God if You’d shake my hand,
Somehow I feel that You will understand.
Funny I had to come to this hellish place
Before I had time to see Your face.
Well, I guess there isn ‘t much more to say.
But I’m sure glad, God, I met You today.
I guess the zero hour will soon be here,
But I’m not afraid since I know You’re here.
The signal! Well, God I’ll have to go.
I like You, lots, this I want You to know.
Look now this will a horrible fight
Who knows, I may come to Your house tonight.
Though I wasn’t friendly to You before,
I wonder, God, if You’d wait at Your door.
Look, I’m crying! Me! Shedding tears!
I wish I had known You these many years
Well, I have to go now God, goodbye!
Strange, since I met You, I’m not afraid to die.