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I never quite have met a man

like Brother Barron Smith.

I never knew a happier man

than Brother Barron Smith.

Never have I seen a gait
quite as loving, quite as straight
with such passion to elate

as Brother Barron Smith.

No one bore the light of life

like Brother Barron Smith.

Not despairing, nor in strife

was Brother Barron Smith.

He showed me how to go my way:
A beacon glowing night and day.
And, in my heart will always stay

my brother, Barron Smith.

He left his mark and mem'ry here,

did Brother Barron Smith:

A mem'ry I will hold most dear

of Brother Barron Smith.

He lifted me, and did his part
to give my soul a running start!
I hold a chamber in my heart

for Brother Barron Smith.
Loyalty is where the heart is
in eternal lengths and depths.
Bound in love, and sealed in courage
by supernal covenants.        

Family is the beginning!
First in order from our birth
to whom we give, without an ending,
adorations of our worth.

Our friends in loyalty will follow
after family bonds are made.
And let a friend whose hope is hollow
be lifted by our hasteful aid.

And then, progressing, find a mate
with whom you'll form a family.
Let loyalty with them be great
in time and all eternity.

O man, O man, remember Him!
The one from whom all blessings flow!
Take time to learn of Elohim,
That God that sent you here to grow!

Before your loyalties are given
to those we meet in life on earth,
Put, first, your loyalty in Heaven
and He who gave you timeless worth!
What is lost is never gone.

It is hidden well with care,

and as we search or carry on

within our reach, it is there.

If, though, we find not what we seek

as we check the drawers and shelves

the outcome, for us, does not speak.

We find that we remain ourselves.

What if deeper is our grief

over loss we have to bear?

What if death shows no relief

and sorrow leaves us in despair?

Remember, pain is limited

despite the merits of its toll.

For, with that loss comes great fulfillment

Together, at last, when both console!
Bolts of life

lightning fast

Crashing down
from our past.

The memories
will always last.

The storm is rolling on.

Linking, clinging
to another

foreshadowing

the distant thunder.

raindrops beading, dropping under

what conditions spark above.

Teardrops streaking
down the face:

Wrinkling.

a steady pace.

How. when. time. place.

until our time has passed.
Sunny sky, or heavy rain:

Hope, grief, joy, or pain,

While in this life you travel through

Let the Saint prevail

in you!

Above the rest, or in a hole,

amidst the rigors to the soul,

let humble hearts beat strong and true

and let the Saint prevail

in you!

When filled with doubt, and questions stir

the Spirit speaks of something sure...

'In all that you can say and do

let the Saint prevail

in you! '
When passing through the path ahead

fall not into your fears.

For, darkness swells within your fright.

Let not the light go out.

When crystal waters turn to mist

breakdown into tears.

For, streaks of woe become your might.

Let not the light go out.

When stars peek through the overcast

blanketing the sky

and constellations aren't in sight

Let not the light go out.

When passion, glory, victory

glow behind your eyes

It will illuminate the night.

Let not the light go out.
Leave behind a lasting mem'ry

in the world when you depart;

A lovely, warm soliloquy

spoken to the human heart.

Bury deep within the fathoms

of the aching, longing soul

acclamations, and the anthems

of the purpose on patrol.

Show another, in their losses

how to go the merry way.

Help them lift, and bear their crosses

that their night may turn to day.

Be the hero for a season

to a man in time of need.

He will see, displayed, the reason

heart-to-heart, and deed by deed.

When, at last, the bells are ringing

and it's time to meet the grave,

leave behind a choir singing

of the hearts you helped to save.
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