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The Grace of Christian Marriage

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"The Grace of Christian Marriage."

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This was the song over my head today. I just kept hearing the high lighted lines over and over then I found the music and played the song.

It was written about a frontier woman who came to help establish the west.

Beloved used to sing it to me 20+ years ago when he would play his guitar after work.

I heard a love song all day and when he came home a warm meal greeted him with this song playing in the background we danced in the clean kitchen.

Mail Order Annie

By Harry Chapin

At first I did not think it could be you, but you’re the only one that got off the train.

So you must be my wife miss Annie Holsey, yes…yes.

I guess I am your husband,

Hello I am Harry Crain.

Mail order Annie, never mind you’re crying

Your tears are sweet rain in my empty life

Mail Order Annie can’t you see I m trying to tell you that I am glad your here

You are the woman who’s come to be my wife.

You know you’re not as pretty as I dreamed you’d be, but then I’m not no handsome fancy Dan.

And out here looks are not so important no; no its what a woman is when she’s up against the land

Mail Order Annie never mind you’re crying

Your tears are sweet rain in my empty life

Mail Order Annie cant you see I’m trying to tell you that I’m glad you’re here.

You are the woman who has come to be my wife.

You know it is no easy life you’re entering. The winter wind comes whistling threw the cracks there in the sawed and you’ll never have to many neighbors there’s you

Girl and thee me and there is God

I am just a dirt man from the North Dakota Plains,

And you one girl form the city who has been thrown out on her own.

And I’m standing here not knowing what to say to you.

Except Annie lets you and me go home

Mail Annie never mind your crying your tears are sweet rain in my empty life

Mail Order Annie cant you see I’m trying to tell you that I’m glad you’re here

You are the woman who has come to be my wife.

Often over the years I have felt bad that My Beloved husband had to have such a hard road to walk along with me through this journey.

Be it known however that

my tears are sweet rain in his empty life

He carries my sorrows as does the Lord.

That my friends is Love. To love your wife as Christ loved.

I thought of something you know we are the Bride of Christ.