Here are two poems describing the life, love and role of the pastor’s wife. May the meaning of this poem touches the hearts of their pastor spouses and church members as the author of these poems she them.
The Pastor’s Wife
(This pastor’s wife poem describes the role and
pressures of this very important person.)
She’s a Godly woman, she has such grace
Always a warm greeting, a smile on her face.
She’s always encouraging, she knows her place.
She is – The Pastor’s Wife.
She has to always look just right
Always on time, though the schedule’s tight.
From early morning, ’til late at night
Always – The Pastor’s Wife
She’s such a Lady, everyone’s friend
She serves with love from deep within.
All the rifts she tries to mend
Oh she’s – The Pastor’s Wife
She carries your burdens, she prays for you
Sometimes she cries the whole night through.
But you won’t know when she’s feeling blue,
‘Cause she’s – The Pastor’s Wife
At church as she starts to walk up the aisle,
So many need to stop and talk for awhile.
Though she is tired, she has her own trials
She’s patient, she’s – The Pastor’s Wife
Her life, her time, is not her own
There’s always a need, they go on and on
With a knock at the door, or a ringing phone.
That’s the life of – The Pastor’s Wife
Her husband she shares with a whole congregation
She humbly accepts his intense dedication.
In loneliness she kneels to see consolation
God Bless – The Pastor’s Wife
She will someday reach the end of this race
As she meets her Master face to face
Surely our God has a Special Place
In Heaven for – The Pastor’s Wife!
THE PASTOR’S WIFE
(This poem describes beautifully the loving support
of the pastor’s wife to her pastor husband)
There is one person in our church
Who knows our pastor’s life,
Who weeps and smiles and prays with him-
And that’s the pastor’s wife.
The crowd has seen him in his strength
When wielding God’s sharp sword,
As underneath God’s banner bold
He faced the devil’s horde.
But deep within her heart she knows
That scare an hour before,
She helped him pray the glory down
Behind the closet door.
She’s heard him groaning in his soul
With bitter raged the strife,
As, hand in hand, she knelt with him-
For she is the pastor’s wife!
You tell your tales of prophets brave
Who march across the world
And changed the course of history
By burning words they hurled.
And I will tell how back of each
Some woman lived her life,
Who wept with him and smile with him-
She was the pastor’s wife.