A Crown of Life is Waiting Me
By faith I watch and pray and wait,
Nor care for lust, nor pride, nor glee;
I know, beyond the sunset gate,
A crown of life is waiting me.
Adore God's Son, walk in His ways,
For how insane is life's mad race?
Trust in the Savior and Him praise,
And, by and by, you'll see His face.
I follow Christ who died for me,
Who reigns upon His Father's throne;
And by and by, I'll go and see,
And wear a crown in that sweet home.
Love in my heart, joy in my soul,
While here on earth we struggle on;
Heaven above is now my goal,
A crown of life when I get home.
At God's right hand Christ reigns as King,
The Christ who died upon a tree;
His praises here I'll ever sing,
A crown of life is waiting me.
I long to see my loved ones there,
Where all redeemed forever dwell;
In that sweet home so bright and fair,
Where we shall never say farewell.
I love, obey Jehovah's Son,
I share His grace so rich and free;
Some day I'll hear "the good, well done,"
A crown of life is waiting me.
Thomas E. Dewey Campaign Song (1940)
Elect Tom Dewey to be the president man or carry on for Thomas E. Dewey.
To be sung to the tune: "Casey Jones."
Written by John B. Weaver, Double Springs, Alabama, May 4, 1940
The Free State of Winston will sing you a song;
It stands for the right and condemns the wrong;
We are fighting for liberty and we have the plan:
Elect Tom Dewey to be the President Man!
CHORUS:
Carry on for Thomas E. Dewey!
Carry on for Thomas E. Dewey!
Carry on for Thomas E. Dewey!
For Thomas E. Dewey to be the President Man!
Come on, boys, and let us be true
To the G.O.P., all the way through,
'40 is here and during its span:
Elect Tom Dewey to be the President Man!
Repeat Chorus
Thomas E. Dewey is the man of the hour,
He fights the "new deal" with all his power;
Scraps Jim Farley and gets in his spats,
Swats Franklin D. and his "fire-side chats."
Repeat Chorus
Thomas E. Dewey stands for the right,
He is out in the campaign making our fight;
National deficits he will ban;
Elect Tom Dewey to be the President Man!
Repeat Chorus
Thomas E. Dewey makes the welkin ring,
He stands for the truth and does the right thing;
Balancing the budget is a part of his plan:
Elect Tom Dewey to be the President Man!
Repeat Chorus
Thomas E. Dewey is working for Peace;
Hoarded capital he'll release;
Against the Third Term in anybody's plan:
Elect Tom Dewey to the be President Man!
Repeat Chorus
Bandwagon boys, get on and ride!
Your sings confess whatever betide!
We are riding in high as we sail through the land:
Elect Tom Dewey to be the President Man!
Repeat Chorus
The Free State of Winston with all its might,
Is fighting for Dewey and all that is right,
With the victor's song we lead in the van:
Elect Tom Dewey to be the President Man!
Repeat Chorus
(The following verse is to be used at the National Convention in Philadelphia, in the Alabama Delegation yields to New York:)
Thomas E. Dewey is swatting high crime,
He became Great in a very short time;
Alabama yields to the New York Clan:
Elect Tom Dewey to be the President Man!
Repeat Chorus
You Show It In Your Face
Revised by John B. Weaver of Double Springs, Alabama, on November 16, 1953.
You may wish to conceal how you live day by day,
May not care to reveal if you watch, work and pray;
A true and trial witness testifies in the place,
However you live, it will show in your face.
The good and the evil that bubbles from your heart,
Will not remain within where it first got the start;
For flesh and blood and bone are a transparent vase,
What proceeds from your heart, you will show it in your face.
Good Samaritan like, if for others you live;
It's not how much you get, but how much you give;
If you bask in God's love and you share in His grace;
You don't need to tell it, you show it in your face.
If the fadeless flower in your heart has a home,
Planted by Jehovah, you'll never be alone;
If deeds of charity in your life have a place,
You don't need to tell it, you show it in your face.
If dwelling in your heart is the spirit of love,
If your hope is anchored in the Father above;
If you trust in His Son and His footsteps you trace,
You don't need to tell it, you show it in your face.
If you visit the widows and the fatherless, too,
And, unspotted from the world, you keep yourself true;
Pure, undefiled religion you truly embrace,
But no need to tell it, you show it in your face.
If a soldier of the Cross in the narrow way,
If to God on His throne, without ceasing, you pray;
If winning the battle, and the devil you chase,
You don't need to tell it, you show it in your face.
If you've fought a good fight in the battle of life,
If, by love, you've overcome the hate and the strife;
If loyal to your duty in the Christian race,
You don't need to tell it, you show it in your face.
If Jesus be your captain in the welfare here,
If, by faith, you have conquered the doubt and the fear;
You are winning a crown at the end of the race,
But no need to tell it, you show it in your face.
