[Congressional Record Volume 163, Number 203 (Wednesday, December 13, 2017)]
[Extensions of Remarks]
[Pages E1698-E1699]
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                           HON. PETE SESSIONS

                                of texas

                    in the house of representatives

                      Wednesday, December 13, 2017

  Mr. SESSIONS. Mr. Speaker, I include in the Record a poem, on behalf 
of Albert Carey Caswell, to honor the men and women of The Armed Forces 
and the families of the Fallen this Christmas.


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                          (By: Albert Caswell)

     Hark the herald Angels sing
     Glory to the new born king
     As our Lord up to heaven a new one brings,
     Peace on earth and mercy mild
     Across this Nation a mother just lost her child,
     Who on battlefields of honor stood tall the while
     God and sinners reconciled
     As our Father looks upon his new Angel and smiles,
     Joyful all ye nations rise
     For our freedom this day a hero died,
     Join the triumph of the skies
     A new Angel is on the rise.
     Hark the herald Angels sing
     Glory to the new born king
     As a mother this Christmas stands with tear in her eyes,
     For us all her baby died.
     Hail the everlasting Lord
     Heroes like this heaven was made for,
     Light and life to all he brings
     As up in heaven his new Angel sings,
     Here with healing in his wings
     As down below in their sleep,
     To his loved ones in his tears in comfort he whispers again 
           we'll meet,
     Mild he lay his glory by born that no man may die
     As now in men and women of honor we understand why
     Bringing hope to all the land
     As did this magnificent hero in his short life span.
     Peace to every child and man
     As too was his plan.
     Hark the herald Angels sing
     Glory to the new born king
     Come all ye faithful, joyful and triumphant
     As do those who stand guard so abundant,
     Come ye oh come ye to Bethlehem
     Come and behold him,
     Come and behold them,
     Born the King of Angels,
     Come let us adore him
     Come let us adore him
     Oh come let us adore him
     Oh come let us adore them,
     The Fallen.
     Sing choir of Angels, sing in exultation
     For those who did not waver, who on this day have met our 
           savior,
     Sing all our citizens of heaven above
     To all our heroes who gave the greatest love,
     Glory to God, glory in the highest
     Oh come let us adore him
     Oh come let us adore him
     Oh come let us adore him
     Oh come let us adore them,
     All the men and women who have died in war then,
     And the families who live in pain the more then.
     Christ the Lord

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     Hark the herald Angels sing,
     glory to the newborn King.

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