The Preacher's Wife

by Author unknown

Our preacher is a man of God,

He truly loves the Lord;

He gives the greatest sermons,

His congregation's never bored.

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He quotes the Scriptures without looking,

He shares the Good Book without end;

He knows each member of the church,

And calls each one his friend.

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He constantly is working,

Both at the church and in his home;

He is very dedicated,

And spends much time with Christ alone.

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He spends hours on his sermons,

Which are truly God inspired;

He works almost around the clock,

And is often worn and tired.

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While we give him due respect and love,

His wife is often missed;

Though a sweet and caring, loving soul,

She's not always on our list.

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Oh what a shamewe lose so much,

For this woman's full of love;

And when our preacher married her,

Was he not directed from above?

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She knows her Bible just as well,

And with such gentleness,

Has that woman's quality of warmth,

That a man cannot possess.

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She can embrace, and soothe, and hold,

Can even offer kisses;

Sometimes this kind of love's required,

And a man can't always do this.

While our preacher is God's shepherd,

His wife excels in little lambs;

We need her just as much as him,

All this is per God's plan.

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She stands behind her husband,

Like a shadow, ever there;

Like fresh air, always needed,

Of which no one is aware.

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She will put her arms around him,

When he is down and blue;

Why comfort him, this man of God?

Because he's human, too.

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She performs her mundane duties,

Like pressing clothes and washing shirts;

Because she is so eager,

To have him look just right at church.

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When services are over,

And he is waiting by the door;

We shake his hand and thank him,

Sometimes she's smilingly ignored.

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She never seeks attention,

But is content to aid and serve;

With a quiet consecration,

She holds her talents in reserve.

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So, all you members of the church,

What I am trying hard to tell:

That when God chose this preacher's wife,

'Twas for the rest of us, as well.

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Show that you appreciate her,

At the church door, shake her hand;

Hug her around her shoulders,

And behind her, take your stand.

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