Six Wonderful Years

 

 

Oh, how well we remember

One cold February day

We drove into town

To preach for one Sunday

Not intending to stay

But our God had other plans

And we were asked to stay

First for six months

Then for six years

We know God had His way.

 

 

Six wonderful years, Dear people

God allowed us to minister here

Twas a time of great learning

And a time of great blessing

We stayed here six wonderful years

 

 

Ladies, can you remember

Seven weeks with much prayer

Sandra and I

Talked in the Spirit

As we sat by the chair

George Lush can you remember

Just how it felt

To be too late

We were locked in

On the wrong side of the gate.

 

 

George Newbury can you remember

That first day in the woods

The jacks were drove

By George, George and George

Gid and John

That was the start of

Many great things

As we all pulled our weight

To build a new House of God

And girls that meal tasted great.

 

 

Men can you remember

In a hole pastor fell

Right to his armpits

Twas the dead of the winter

And he was soaked to the skin

But he still went on working

He would not give in

Lots of wood was cut that day

Everyone worked together

God smiled down on them

 

 

Margaret can you remember

When you got that bad burn

Pearl Mills flew to Baie Verte

In her chariot

Almost missing the turn

And Ross can you remember

Hitting Gid in the head

With the bucket of the loader

He fell to the ground

Pastor thought he was dead.

 

 

Ray Foster can you remember

Pastor said, “Come lead a song.”

Emma said, “Ray,

You can’t do it tonight!

You got the wrong pants on!”

And Jessie can you remember

Hauling fill in your truck

Many hands made it easy

Some drove some paid

We didn’t depend on luck.

 

 

Harv Newbury can you remember

When the glory did fall

You were slain on the altar

 Right in front of the pulpit

Not much room at all

You were lost in the Spirit

For almost an hour

One foot on the floor

Both hands in the air

Yes, we all saw God’s power

 

Now, Robin you can’t remember

‘Cause you weren’t even born

How a young man came knocking

On the parsonage door

One winter morn

He said to Debra

“Won’t you come for a ride,

I’ve got the skidoo

It’s a lovely day

And I want you by my side.”

 I was standing at the window

When they returned

Could see in their eyes

That she’d be his bride

I even wrote it on the floor

 

 

Folks can you remember

Those who have gone

They are passed off the scene

Some on to glory

And some up-a-long

There’s Lonna, Ed, Gid and Jean

Melinda and Lean

George Perry and Clar

Johnny, Maisie and Arch

Aunt Minnie, Eggie and Pearl

 

And of course Uncle Lee Lush

A gentle giant of a man

I’m sure there are more

And we’ll meet with them

In the glory land.

 

 

I could go on all night

So many weddings and babes

I remember our last Sunday

We were blessed

Many stood who’d been saved.

I remember our precious youth

And many filled with God’s power

I’ve got lots of stories

But if I don‘t stop now

I’ll take more than and hour.