oh, Come All Ye Faithful
Oh, come all ye faithful
To the calling of the spires
Be thee evermore grateful
For relief from Satan’s fires
Come ye joyful ‘n triumphant
In the great army of “The Lord”
Be ye counted, not absent
Come willing, of own accord
Heed calling of “The Word”
Ye sinners’ great ‘n small
Think thy prayers not absurd
Upon thy head place prayer shawl
Give thee thanks for milk ‘n bread
For the right to earn a living
For a warm hearth and bed
For enough for thee and giving
Most of all be grateful for thy life
For thy family, friends ‘n home
For thy husband or thy wife
Amen...Dear God…Shalom
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poem by Ray Lucero
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