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We are the Allies of God to-day, / And the width of the earth is our right of way. / Let no man question or ask us why, / As we speed to answer a wild world cry; / Let no man hinder or ask us where, / As out over water and land we fare; / For whether we hurry, or whether we wait, / We follow the finger of guiding fate.
We are the Allies. We differ in faith, / But are one in our courage at thought of death. / Many and varied the tongues we speak, / But one and the same is the goal we seek. / And the goal we seek is not power or place, / But the peace of the world, and the good of the race. / And little matters the colour of skin, / When each heart under it beats to win.
We are the Allies; we fight or fly, / We wallow in trenches like pigs in a sty, / We dive under water to foil a foe, / We wait in quarters, or rise and go. / And staying or going, or near or far, / One thought is ever our guiding star: / We are the Allies of God to-day, / We are the Allies-make way! make way!