In lands of strife where armies clash, 'twixt verdant wood and river's dash,There stood a village, peace its brace, the Christian Indians' hallowed place.Gnadenhutten, grace's huts, where faith was sown in open cuts,The Jesus Indians, meek in stance, embraced their Lord's nonresistance.A boy amongst the martyred throng, I tell our tale, both sad and long,Of […]
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