WHEN MY FATHER DIED

When my father died, of course, devastation!

For you see he was my god!

Of course, I was taught right, devotional time,

But through it all, dad was lord!

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Devotions, of course, only a form,

Night just, “lay me down.”

Of course, it was father through everything!

Oh, yes, he wore the crown!

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King George IV, British King, that time

England seemed ruled the world!

At least here and there, India, included.

British Union Jack, unfurled!

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“God Save the King!”  Then India, of course!

At school the anthem rang!

Same tune U.S., “My Country ‘Tis of Thee.”

Each morning sang–

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At school propriety emphasized!

And as England, ruled the world,

So to speak, just a casual thing!

At least here and there, controlled.

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Though India’s rupees changed not at all,

The pounds, shillings and pence,

Though legitimately still but a friendly rule,

King George honored then.

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Prince of Wales, sure honored much.

Oh, just a casual thing.

In church we sang, “Holy, Holy, Holy,

To Our Creator King!”

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Father, mother, both Britishers

So U.S.A. not recognized,

Not even considered, the President,

That they should confide.

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But through it all King Jesus ruled,

Missionary’s hearts always!

Preached and loved wherever sent!

Throughout all their days!

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Perspective soon diminished, sadness!

And we could feel joy again!

Worshiping God, my father served!

In heaven no sorrows or pain!

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the Sam  01.22.13

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