1997

In a dream late last night,
As I slept in my easy chair,
Beautiful, filled with light,
The scent of pine in the air.

I talked with the Son of God,
In this dream, in my sleep,
He schooled me about the sod,
An’ the promise he did keep.

He said he loves the cowhand,
Tho’ not mentioned by name,
Face and neck all tanned,
He loves us all the same.

He showed how much he loves us,
Spreading his arms fingertip wide,
I pushed back my brim to see Jesus
On the cross exactly as he died.

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