THE DEDICATED PASTOR'S WIFE
You Preach the message of Salvation,
As I hold up the Pillars of your work.
We’re both Soldiers of a war of proclamation,
On the Battle Field defending, protecting for righteous sake.
I walk softly, catching the weight you leave behind,
Never interrupting your measurable progress,
While staying dedicated to this earthly toil of mine.
You call me my sweet First Lady, and
I desire to serve as such.
Joyfully, Laboring hand and hand with you,
Guided by a Penetrating Potter’s Touch.
As I hold up the Pillars of your work.
We’re both Soldiers of a war of proclamation,
On the Battle Field defending, protecting for righteous sake.
I walk softly, catching the weight you leave behind,
Never interrupting your measurable progress,
While staying dedicated to this earthly toil of mine.
You call me my sweet First Lady, and
I desire to serve as such.
Joyfully, Laboring hand and hand with you,
Guided by a Penetrating Potter’s Touch.
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