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A TRIBUTE TO
CAPTAIN KEITH BOTTJEN |
Welcome to our Tribute Page
Very early each Saturday morning 
you will find our Pastor hard at work flipping through his Bible
putting his trust in God that the perfect sermon will be sent to him. Just as he picks up his 
wouldn't you know it... the 
starts ringing!*& and it is the Major telling him that today
he would be coming for a visit. He gets this great idea 
for getting his filing caught up. 
He hurries into his office in hopes of having time to clear off his 
and get the report that is due done. Using his trusty old 
he manages to get it done on time.
He hollers to his lovely wife Captain Lin to get out the 
and is sighing a big relief just as the Major shows up. 
by Linda Marie
© 2000
© 2000
The Truth Must Be Told
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I could honestly summarize our Pastors very simply. They Seek God. They not only Seek the Lord Jesus they desire to follow the leading of the Holy Spirit. Pastor Keith along with his wife Lin are the example of what our Lord meant by being good Shepherds. They truly take care of those the Lord has put into their care. We pray for them and want them to know that we as their church family appreciate all they do for us and for God. |
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Song
"Battle Hymn of The Republic"
Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord
He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored,
He has loosed the fateful lightening of His terrible swift sword
His truth is marching on.
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
His truth is marching on.
I have seen Him in the watch-fires of a hundred circling camps
They have builded Him an altar in the evening dews and damps
l can read His righteous sentence by the dim and flaring lamps
His day is marching on.
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
His truth is marching on.
I have read a fiery gospel writ in burnish`d rows of steel,
"As ye deal with my contemners, So with you my grace shall deal;"
Let the Hero, born of woman, crush the serpent with his heel
Since God is marching on
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Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
His truth is marching on.
He has sounded form the trumpet that shall never call retreat
He is sifting out the hearts of men before His judgment-seat
Oh, be swift, my soul, to answer Him! be jubilant, my feet!
Our God is marching on.
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
His truth is marching on.
He has sounded form the trumpet that shall never call retreat
He is sifting out the hearts of men before His judgment-seat
Oh, be swift, my soul, to answer Him! be jubilant, my feet!
Our God is marching on.
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
His truth is marching on.
ln the beauty of the lilies Christ was born across the sea,
With a glory in His bosom that transfigures you and me:
As He died to make men holy, let us die to make men free,
While God is marching on.
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
His truth is marching on.
The Salvation Army Beaverton Corps
19650 S.W. Scholls Ferry Road
Beaverton, Oregon 97007-8729
503-628-4909
Just 5.5 miles west of Hwy 217
our church is out in the country
webmaster: Linda-Marie Ward
H.L. Chaplain, LOM Chaplain