Monument restoration
At Parting,
“Tis hard, beloved, to say, Adieu
And see you march away;
But what true woman in the land
Has heart to bid you stay!
Tis hard to see the pride and flower
Of every loyal State,
Going from true and certain love,
To meet uncertain fate.
But while we cannot stay our tears,
We’ll hush our wild alarms,
And put the treasure of our hearts
From out our tender arms.
We did not know until this day
What love our flag had won,
When we can give our gallant men,
The best beneath the sun.
But God’s deep love out runneth ours
In sweet and gentle care
And His great mercy hath the power
To find you everywhere.
And He alone will help the right,
Have pity on the wrong.
And in the awful field of fight
Make you and keep you strong!”