I have prayed in her fields of poppies I have laughed with the men who died – But in all my ways and through all my days Like a friend He walked beside. I have seen a sight under Heaven That only God understands In the battle’s glare I have seen Christ there With the Sword of God in His hand

I have prayed in her fields of poppies I have laughed with the men who died – But in all my ways and through all my days Like a friend He walked beside. I have seen a sight under Heaven That only God understands In the battle’s glare I have seen Christ there With the Sword of God in His hand (Gordon Johnstone)