Lest We Forget was originally penned in the poem 'Recessional', by Rudyard Kipling; actually dedicated to Queen Victoria's Diamond Jubilee in 1897; asking God to spare the British Empire, 'lest we forget' (the sacrifice of Christ).
The phrase passed into common usage across the British Commonwealth, after World War I; becoming linked with Remembrance Day, as a plea not to forget past sacrifices.
'Lest We Forget' is often found on war memorials, or used as an epitaph.
To commemorate the centenary of the First World War years (1914-1918), we created a Travel Notes Calendar to remember the fallen; those who served in the military campaigns fighting for our freedom.
This photo was used on the cover.
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In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.
AND - Lest We Forget, the Real 'Lest We Forget'
(Recessional - by Rudyard Kipling)
God of our fathers, known of old,
Lord of our far-flung battle line,
Beneath whose awful hand we hold
Dominion over palm and pine—
Lord God of Hosts, be with us yet,
Lest we forget—lest we forget!
The tumult and the shouting dies;
The Captains and the Kings depart:
Still stands Thine ancient sacrifice,
An humble and a contrite heart.
Lord God of Hosts, be with us yet,
Lest we forget—lest we forget!
Far-called our navies melt away;
On dune and headland sinks the fire:
Lo, all our pomp of yesterday
Is one with Nineveh and Tyre!
Judge of the Nations, spare us yet,
Lest we forget—lest we forget!
If, drunk with sight of power, we loose
Wild tongues that have not Thee in awe,
Such boastings as the Gentiles use,
Or lesser breeds without the Law—
Lord God of Hosts, be with us yet,
Lest we forget—lest we forget!
For heathen heart that puts her trust
In reeking tube and iron shard,
All valiant dust that builds on dust,
And guarding calls not Thee to guard,
For frantic boast and foolish word-
Thy Mercy on Thy People, Lord!
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