“Written during the war for the suppression of the Slaveholders’ Rebellion.” Hand down thine ear, dear Savior, And hear my earnest prayer; O bless my soldier-father, And keep him in thy care. When marching o’er the mountains, Out in the wintry storm; Or in the scorching sunshine, Protect him from all harm. When worn, and sick, and weary, And racked with burning pain, O fold thine arms about him, And make him well again. At night, when on his knapsack He rests his  ...