Extract of Letter

From Private James Wallace, 1st King’s Own (Royal Lancashire Regiment):
“July 5th 1916. 7:30 p.m. I write you a line lying on my back at a little behind the firing line. I have been hit in the stomach by a bullet. How peaceful I am and yet only a short distance away tens of thousands are fighting for their lives. How sweet to know that nothing happens by chance―that all things work together for good to those who love God. As I jumped over the parapet when advancing to the attack I could not help but sing: ―
‘Jesus, Lover of my soul,
Let me to Thy bosom fly.’
How calm I was, knowing He never fails, no matter what surrounds us. ‘I can praise Him for all that is past, and trust Him for all that’s to come.’ Truly God is good, a very present help in trouble. I can say, like the Psalmist, ‘For Thou, Lord, hast made me glad through Thy work; I will triumph in the works of Thy hands’ (Psa. 92:4).”