The Preacher's Wife

The Preacher's Wife

There Is one person in your church
Who knows your preacher̓s life;
She̓s wept and smiled and prayed with him,
And that̓s your preacher̓s wife!

She knows your prophet̓s weakest point,
And knows his greatest power;
She̓s heard him speak In trumpet tone,
In his great triumph hour.

She̓s heard him groaning In his soul,
When bitter raged the strife,
As hand in his, she knelt with him—
For she̓s the preacher̓s wife!

The crowd has seen him in his strength,
When glistened his drawn sword
As underneath God̓s banner folds
He faced the devil̓s horde,

But she knows deep within her heart
That scarce an hour before
She helped him pray the glory down
Behind a closed door.

You tell your tales of prophets brave
Who walked across the world
And changed the course of history
By burning words they hurled.

And I will tell how back of them
Some woman lived their lives;
Who wept with them, and smiled with them—
They were the preacher̓s wives.