Long ago they gathered,
those friendly pioneer folks
To build a lovely little
white church among the beautiful oaks.
They labored day by day,
that God might have his way,
As they gathered here
each week to pray, their Savior to seek.
One by one they left us,
those first friendly pioneer folks,
But the little white
church still stands among the beautiful oaks.
Once again we gathered
here, still friendly country folks
In the 30's to restore
this lovely little church, among the beautiful oaks.
We labored long and well,
'tis a sweet story to tell
About these country
neighbors, who like the pioneer folks
Gathered here each week,
their Savior to serve and seek.
Now pioneer days have
passed, our little red school house is gone
Those sturdy pioneers,
too, have all passed on
Leaving us their heritage
in this sacred spot,
This church where they
walked and talked with God.
Today we gather as
before, to honor these pioneer folks,
Who built this
lovely little church among the beautiful oaks.
We'll worship and
we'll pray, that God will have his way
Blessing us as he
did those sturdy pioneer folks
Who gathered here
each week, their Savior to serve and seek
Here in this little
white church, among the friendly oaks.