There is one person in your church
   Who knows your preacher's life.
She's wept and smiled and prayed with him.
   And that's your preacher's wife!

She knows one prophet's weakest point,
   And knows his greatest power
She's heard him speak in trumpet tone,
   In his great triumph hour.

She's heard his groaning in his soul,
   When bitter raged the strife,
As hand in his she knelt with him -
   For she's a preacher's wife.

You tell your tales of prophets brave,
   Who walked across the world
And changed the course of history
   By burning words they hurled,

And I will tell how back of them
   Some women lived their lives,
Who wept with them and smiled with them.
   They were the preacher's wives!