The Saltire

R Randy McClave Randy McClave
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The bagpipes all played All souls were all swayed, As they watched their flag in the breeze swaying The bagpipes kept on playing. The sacred flag of Saint Andrew A white background and a diagonal cross of blue, Flies still with pride throughout the year Also known and called the saltire. Across Scotland their national flag is flown Around the world their flag is known, The flag known because of a Saint Unto warriors upon their faces that flag they now paint. Saint Andrew a disciple of our Lord Jesus Christ died for us all and he still sees us, He died on a cross for us one and all Saint Andrew wept, when the crucifixion he saw. Saint Andrew kept the lord's teachings He continued the lords preachings, Then he too was arrested and also jailed Death for him was judged and prevailed. Saint Andrew was later crucified And how he was positioned when he died, He wasn't worthy to be crucified as Christ the Lord So, he was crucified diagonally on his own accord. The Bagpipes were played and heard Not spoken was a single word, As the bagpipes kept on blowing Pride, faith and love kept on showing. Randy L. McClave

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