Sanpete, My Home

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Title Saga of the Sanpitch Vol 07
Subject Pioneers
Description Stories and poems about early Southern Utah Pioneers
Publisher Snow College
Date 1975
Type Text
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Language eng
Rights Management Snow College
Holding Institution Snow College
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Date Created 2005-02-26
Date Modified 2005-02-26
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Title Sanpete, My Home
Description SANPETE, MY HOME Lyndon Graham Fairview, Utah Non-Professional Division Second Place Poetry For the splendors of exotic cities Or wherever I chance to roam, I'm always proud I chose Sanpete For the place to call my home. Your history was etched in the wagon ruts Of the prairies so long ago. Where the blood showed red in the tracks that were made In the cold untrodden snow. When noble men from family and friends And from the wicked were forced to flee, Their humble prayers were answered, As God saved this place for these. They laid their hearts on the altar, Their all they freely gave. When many found their resting place In a lonely, unmarked grave. My treasured home, you were bought for a price. God held you like a gem in his hand, To await the coming of righteous men To possess this choicest land. Who came not as seekers of silver or gold, Or the lure of worldly fame, But to build a temple and worship God, And to call on his holy name. From the heights of your lofty mountains, I gaze on your valleys so fair, And freely partake and drink to my fill Of your unpolluted air. Oh, daughters and sons of those stalwart men! Hold on to the old homestead. Don't trade your birthright to unworthy men, And accept their gold instead. From the time of my birth to this present day My love for you has grown. And I thank my God that I chose Sanpete For the place to call my home. -12-
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Source Saga of the Sanpitch Vol. 7
Setname snowc_sts
Date Created 2005-02-19
Date Modified 2005-02-19
ID 325233
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