Member Poem

Meet me at the freshet
   Where there is a gathering -
A swath of pilgrims wait
   For to find eternity -

Where there flows an old hope
   And God's love is evergreen -
Where His deeds are retold
   Of which move our hearts to sing.

Bind His words to your mind;
   Let them be our canopy.
We will uphold in time
   These truths to the enemy

And then Christ will steal us
   To a place of victory -
Forever loved and thus
   Forevermore we will be!