When I was but a 3 day old baby, to church my momma and daddy brought me,
and then and there the path of the Lord they commenced taught me.
I do not know who first I saw first, either of them or Jesus , or Little Andrea.
Yet time did pass, and we both grew, and we both became gypsy wanderers,
My daddy was Levi the Publican, my momma, Elishaba the scribe,
and times were horrid in those rowdier rough days, details I care not describe.
twas for the gliiter and glory of the world i admit i lusted,
God held them from me on purpose, For He knew they would leave me disgusted.
try as i would with all I had so hard to such obtain,
but only bringing myself to as Solomon called ......vanity........and shame.......
but realizing where I came from which led me to where I am now...
to Christ and Him alone, on humble knee do bow...
and thus my parents from them I take, my trade, by Gods Grace with tempered pride...
I am by Heaven's Decree, Indeed, Levi the Scribe.
And the little baby who I crawled around with in the nursery so long ago,
she has returned , looking young, and loving life, as I remember , God's Grace made it so.
