'Preachers' Wives' - A Poem

'Preachers' Wives'

Do you hear that dove, so lonely,

Sadly cooing for its mate?

Do you see its bosom swelling

With the sadness of its fate?

Now, just think, can you imagine

Its dear mate so far away,

Likewise sighing, sadly sighing,

Longing for its mate to-day?

Saw "a sheep led to the slaughter"

From the nervous, bleating flock;

Did your heart beat any faster

When you heard the weeping stock?

Sold the calf - expense defraying;

Listen, hear its mother call.

Hear the horse's anxious neighing

For companions of the stall.

If you have a kindly feeling 

For the horse, cow, sheep, or dove,

Let the wives of gospel preachers

Share your sympathetic love.

While the preacher on his mission 

Goes from home into the field,

Sowing seed so free and broadcast,

Truly anxious for its yield.

Often he is blamed for failure

In the meetings he must hold;

People will not come to hear him

Through the wing, sleet, rain or cold.

Then he longs to see his loved ones,

Often wishing they could come.

It blows! It snows! Hear him praying:

"Bless my lonely wife and home."

Long may seem the nights, so dreary,

And monotonous the day;

Lonesome wife! with burdens weary,

While the preacher is away.

Oh, ye blessed, precious women!

Shining be your heavenly crown;

Heavy here your cross and losses,

To the world almost unknown.

God above, who sees in secret,

All will openly reward

For privations you have suffered

While your husband sows "the Word."

They, true soldiers, "endure hardness,"

For their brethren give their lives;

May there fall God's richest blessings 

On all faithful preachers' wives.  

- Poem By Thad. S. Hutson

For every man that has ever influenced me for good, there has been behind him, a loving woman. An often unseen and unthanked force that gives him a reason to wake up every morning.


For those who I have known, and even to those I may never meet: thank you. Without your love, care, and devotion, I wouldn't be who I am today.

My Love,

- Austin

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Who can find a virtuous woman? for her price is far above rubies. The heart of her husband doth safely trust in her, so that he shall lack nothing of value.

- from The Proverbs of Solomon