Here is a man who causes all to lift
Their shoulders higher when they gaze at him
Whose courage and whose faith will never dim,
This forceful figure who has left a gift...
A heritage of free worship and of thrift.
He holds the Holy Bible in his hands,
The symbol which led him to distant lands.
Privation his from mother country's rift,
His head uncovered only to his God,
And not to politician nor to potentate.
He taught the Indians a true brotherhood.
He tilled the soil and turned the virgin sod.
He was ambassador to God. He knew no hate.
Devout through all his years, matchless he stood.
--from Ideals, Vol. 23, No. 5, September 1966
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