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Tuesday, February 24, 2009

Pioneers on their Quest for Zion



purely from my notes and thoughts from his talk:

Pioneers, on the their quest for Zion
Caravanned t'wards peace and freedom
And those when asked, joined the battalion
Which, thus, did expand God's kingdom

Six months this force of infantry
Walked the shifting tedious sand
And as such they marched valiantly
To spread the American land

Their legacy of faith and devotion
Planted Saints on California's soil
Despite prior privations and expulsions
The government needed the Saints for toil

And beneath the discoverers feet
Lay gold for the world to rush upon
Thus through the Salt Lake valley,
The railways did meet and travel on

This eased the pioneer journey
To gather in Deseret
Thus our thanks to the State that's sunny
That God smiles upon you, we'll not forget

May heaven's angels protect you always
May we remember that first infantry
May we with spiritual eyes look for ways
To remain here with our family tree

Elder Lance B. Wickman
North California stake conference
Sunday February 22, 2009




The Fight Song
Used by Stanford, University of California, Irvine, and UC Davis.

On our rugged Eastern foothills,
Stands our symbol clear and bold,
Big "C" means to fight and strive
And win for blue and Gold.
Golden Bear is ever watching;
Day by day he prowls,
And when he hears the tread
Of lowly Stanfurd red,
From his Lair he fiercely growls.


What's he say? He says:
Grrrrrah, Grrrrrrah!
Grrrr, Rrrr, Rrrrrah!


We are Sons of California,
Fighting for the Gold and Blue.
Palms of glory we will win
for Alma Mater true.
Stanfurd's men will soon be routed
By our dazzling "C",
And when we serpentine,
Their red will turn to green,
In our hour of victory!


What's he say? He says:
Grrrrrah, Grrrrrrah!
Grrrr, Rrrr, Rrrrrah!


(Unofficial Third Verse)


Down our rugged Eastern foothills,
Slides our symbol through the trees;
Big "C" means look out below
And stand back if you please.
Stanfurd's men will soon be routed
As it slips and falls,
And when you hear the crash
Of something getting smashed,
Then you'll know it hit Bowles Hall!


Big Game Titration Verse


We are Sons of California,
Fighting for the Gold and Blue.
Psalms and story and titration
Soon will be all through.
Stanford's men will soon be routed
By Lab-ra-tory
And when we stir this goo,
The red will turn to blue,
In this hour of Chemistry

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