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As he guided his
working hands |
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A wedding present from long
ago |
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For her young and lovely
mother
Where she once packed |
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her cherished belongings |
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Saying goodbye to all
their friends
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Their parents,
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sisters and
brothers |
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There they would make their
way |
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As their marriage had
just began
From Oklahoma they would descend
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In a covered wagon,
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with leather rein in hand |
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The cedar chest
carried a wedding dress
With gifts of fine china and linens
Newlyweds they were,
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looking for the promise
land |
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And as they rode that wagon
They held their dusty bible in hand
Their faith would carry them onward
Across the hard and barren plains |
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And as I gazed into that
cedar chest
Where memories of faith |
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and love smelled so sweet
Upon my glistening eyes lay tears |
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My humbled heart
could not refrain
Amid the old photographs |
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and keepsakes
The dusty Bible remains |
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Though the
binder
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has started to crack
with age
Fading... where once was glistening gold
In my hands I hold the greatest message |
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Of faith and
eternal love
That you or I will ever read
Or that the world
will ever know
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TheTTHE
DUSTY BIBLE REMAINS |
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By
Brenda Conley
2002 |
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