Centennial

By S. Theresa Wason

Our fathers’ God to Thee,
Enthroned in majesty
We humbly bow;
To thank Thee that this day
Recalls our childhood’s way,
Brings loved ones, far away,
To meet us now.

We’ll lay aside our creeds,
And will our fathers’ deeds
Commemorate;
With marshaled hosts array,
And music’s grand display,
Our anniversary day
We’ll celebrate.

‘Twas our centennial sires,
Who kindled here the fires
Of peaceful homes;
That noble race of men,
Of serling worth undim’d,
We’ll love and honor them
While here we roam.

Their many virtues shine,
More bright as passing time
Bears us along;
And when life’s dreams are o’er,
We’ll walk the “Shining shore,”
And join them gone before,
In endless song.

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