Words of protection for a beloved in harm's way

[Sleet]

With all sorts of unpleasantness especially in Iraq and Afghanistan, I was struck by the poetic beauty and timely appropriateness of a song from the film Cold Mountain. Written by the musician Sting, and sung by Allison Krauss, these lyrics sound very much like a bold declaration, rather than simply an expression of hope. A spell, in other words.

Anyway, here they are, or the first two verses anyway, for anyone (in whatever situation) who might find comfort in such a thing.


You walk unscathed through musket fire,
The ploughman's blade won't cut thee down,
No cutlass wound will touch thy face,
And you will be my ain true love.
And you will be my ain true love.

And though you walk through death's dark vale,
The cannon's thunder can't prevail,
And those who hunt thee down will fail,
And you will be my ain true love.
And you will be my ain true love.

[DragonsChest]

That's beautiful. May all our troops be so protected.