Dearest Jesus, here I kneel,
And, Dear Lord, I pray.
Today he's leaving for Saigon.
He'll be so far away.
Into a place where war is life,
And death a constant foe,
Into that steaming jungle, Lord
Is where my love must go.
Please watch him and protect him
Each and every day
From all the dangers he will face
While he is away.
While he is there, Oh Lord, I'll try
To be as true to him
As any sweetheart ever was.
May our love never dim.
And while he is in that jungle, Lord
Fighting for this land,
Please keep him in Your constant care,
And guide him by Your hand.
For this I pray, Almighty God,
This child of Yours alone.
Please watch my man in Viet Nam,
And bring him safely home.
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