Poems, Prayers, and Promises from a Country Parson

I'm not a professional poet, but I try and trying counts for something.

The moon shines bright at the old camp ground tonight,
‘Tis summer, and Salem is here.
Come sing and shout as we spread God’s love about
The old camp ground tonight.
We will eat too much at the old camp ground tonight,
As the chicken fries in the pan.
Hear the old bell ring as we begin to sing,
Sweet, Sweet Spirit once again.
Watch the children play in the sawdust on the floor
All happy, merry, and bright,
The Love birds laugh as they sneak to the spring,
At the old camp ground tonight.
Friday is here and we all must say goodbye
At the old camp ground tonight.
But before we go let us sup with the Lord
Then bid Salem Campmeeting good night.

Sing and shout for joy
Oh sing and shout amen!
Let us sing and shout Sweet Spirit all about the old Camp ground again!

And the Second

Sitting on the front porch on big Sunday afternoon
Surrounded by your family and your friends
Laughing about memories from meetings in the past
As you pray this week would never end.

(Chorus/ Refrain)
At camp meeting life is good
Like a gentle summer breeze
At camp meeting life is good
Under the shade of the old oak trees.

Watch the children as the play out in the yard
running jumping and having lots of fun.
Mama’s in the kitchen cooking up the meal
As Daddy naps in his rocking chair.

Walking in the sawdust on the tabernacle floor
Ready for the service to begin.
But after sitting on those old hard church pews
You're wondering if the preaching will ever end.