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A Native Poem


This poem and quote were given to me from a good friend who received them from a very old Native man,

who had written this poem and grew up in the very early 1900's.

This poem is in its original form and I do not intend

to change any of it...these are his word and thoughts and must remain as written..

forgive the spelling or grammar

errors..for the message it brings is just as strong.


A Quote From Scripture To Never Forget When God speaks of Israel

"OTHER SHEEP I HAVE, WHICH ARE NOT OF THIS FOLD, THEY ALSO MUST HEAR MY VOICE

(The point is they could not hear his voice if

He did not speak to them. Those in Jerusalem

did not understand exactly what he meant by these

words, the prophets testified that Christ would

confirm this covenant with may for one week or seven days(1 day in prophecy being 1 year.

Christ spent three and a half years in Jerusalem, where did He spend the second half of that week.

Three and a half years with the lost tribes of Israel,

GOD'S WORD CAN NOT BE BROKEN.

O, Stop and tell me Red Man

Who are you, why you roam?

And how you get your living -

Have you no God, No Home?

With stature straight and portly

And decked with Native pride

With feathers, paints and brooches,

He willingly replied:

"I'm Joseph's son, Manasseh.

And Jacob for me prayed,

But O how blessings vanish

When man from God has strayed.

Before your nation knew us,

Some thousand moons ago

Our Fathers fell in darkness,

And wandered to and fro.

"And long they've lived by hunting,

Instead of work and art,

And so our race has dwindled

To idle Indian arts.

"Yet hope within us lingers,

As if the spirit spoke:

He'll come back for your redemption

And break your Gentile yoke

"And all your captive brothers

From every clime will come

And quit their savage customs

TO LIVE WITH GOD AT HOME'"

Authors Name: Unknown

Thank you George for sharing this poem with

us...I hope I did it justice...

Katty




Email: kattypkane@yahoo.com