God planned that man should have a wife,
And a shelter be their home.
That they should have children who would
Grow and likewise roam.
And these in turn should also learn, and a
Race thus should grow.
The home thus is the hub of life,
Because God made it so.
The true church (we know) is the body below,
Of Christ, in our day.
And forms the bride of the Lamb,
Holy, in every way.
Those who have tried to stamp, out its lamp
Have failed and always will.
God is not dead, as some have said;
He isn’t even ill!
The Christian school is a mighty tool,
For Jesus and the right.
Where every class is always taught,
In the Scripture’s holy light.
The devils fight to shut them tight,
And put them out of gear.
But God is on our side,
So pray on and never fear.
The Christian schools are not for fools,
Who deny that there’s a God.
But they point Him to exist from the stars,
Down to the sod.
May our God bless, W.C.S.,
With students who win souls,
And dash them in ‘mongst needy men,
From the equator to the poles. -eab, ’73 Oct
Written while I was principal of Wyandot Christian School in Ohio.
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