THE FIREFIGHTER STOOD AN FACED HIS GOD,

WHICH MUST ALWAYS COME TO PASS

HE HOPED HIS SHOES WERE SHINING,

JUST AS BRIGHLY AS HIS BRASS

"STEP FORWARD NOW, YOU FIREFIGHTER, HOW SHALL I DEAL WITH YOU?

HAVE YOU ALWAYS TURNED THE OTHER CHEEK?

TO MY CHURCH HAVE YOU BEEN TRUE?

THE FIREFIGHTER SQUARD HIS SHOULDERS?

"NO,LORD, I GUESS I AIN'T

BECAUSE THOSE OF US WHO FIGHT FIRE, CAN'T ALWAYS BE A SAINT,

I'VE HAT TO WORK MOST SUNDAYS,AN AT TIMES MY TALK WAS… Continue