THE PIONEERS

In childhood days we dreamt of pioneersAnd longed to follow in their rugged ways,And we still can. The passage of the yearsShould always find us eager to advanceAlong the upward way, new trails to blaze.Our new-old path lies clear before us now.The Way-shower's eternal vigilanceHas marked the trail. We follow where he leads.His dearest followers have shown us howTo guard the path and build our strong stockades.Our loving Father meets our daily needs.Wherever we may be, His love pervades.

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October 22, 1949
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