Enter, Sweet Theresa
She always had a lovely smile; "Mama, I need to rest a little while". She never seemed hurt or sad; One never knew why she felt bad. She was talented beyond degree; For this was God's child, Theresa McCree. "Oh yes, I trust in God," she said; " I have the faith, I can't stay in bed". Now the day is over, all is calm; She knows that in Gilead, there is a balm. God has softly spoken in His call. Enter, sweet Theresa, into my Kingdom's Hall.
-Rev. William B. Burton
Enter, Sweet Theresa
She always had a lovely smile; "Mama, I need to rest a little while". She never seemed hurt or sad; One never knew why she felt bad. She was talented beyond degree; For this was God's child, Theresa McCree. "Oh yes, I trust in God," she said; " I have the faith, I can't stay in bed". Now the day is over, all is calm; She knows that in Gilead, there is a balm. God has softly spoken in His call. Enter, sweet Theresa, into my Kingdom's Hall.
-Rev. William B. Burton
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