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- I believe this poem, found in the family Bible, was written by Rev. Battey's half-uncle, Charles James Battey:
Elder Nicholas Battey
The man who loved his God,
And loved his work as well,
Was ever faithful to his call
Of winning souls from hell.
He traveled far, he traveled wide,
His Savior to obey;
He's left a mark in every track
For those who lose their way.
He first was called from nature's dark
To light's eternal day,
He next was called to take a part
In what the scriptures say.
He sung and prayed
And talked and prevailed,
And most of life has tried to teach
A sinner to repent.
It was in his youth he sought the Lord,
When he had the promise of a great reward,
He sought and found the precious pearl,
Which did his after life control.
He's traveled o'er his land of birth
And many other miles of earth
To serve his master's call,
But now has gone and left them all.
He's lived the life, he's died the death,
His Savior did command;
And thus he sleeps beneath the sod,
Awaiting orders from his God.
He's run his race,
His work is done,
He is with the Father
And the Son.
The time has past, his life is gone
To ne'er on earth return,
But still will live in that great day,
The resurrection morn.
Good bye, husband, good bye, brother,
Good bye, nephew, but not forever,
We'll follow on the way you've trod,
And meet you round the throne of God.
C. J. B.
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1836 - 1889 (53 years)