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It was time for graduation, Such a happy time for us, 'Til we heard the politicians say, "Leave God's name out, or we'll fuss." It was just a small town school. We had all grown up, together. We'd have graduation service outside, Depending upon the weather. We had a little meeting, just to Think this thing right through. There was no desire for trouble. We were unsure what to do. There's a time to stand upright And we really felt this was; Not to anger the authorities. It should be left up to us. So, at last, we found the answer And we worked it out, quite well. The graduation ceremony progressed With pleasure, we could tell. We managed not to mention The name of God, at all. Though there were several speeches given, Where His attributes were recalled. You know, since early childhood, We'd gone to Sunday School, together; Different churches, but no matter. There were ties too deep to sever. Came the last awards recipient, For the speech he was to give. He came, boldly, forth, with friendly smile; The way he liked to live. And, he stood, for just a moment, Smiling at his classmates, there. Then, he a..ah...ahh... achooed, Right out loud, in the air! And, as if they were one body, All his classmates came unglued. They rose, as one, and shouted loud, "God ... bless ... You!!!" The applause arose like thunder. A big smile on every face. We had managed, still, to honour God And not bring Him disgrace. And, we will all remember That we learned a truth, that day. "Men had ought to obey God, Rather than man," the Bible says! Acts 5:29 |
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