Sweetwater Crossing (November 4, 1856)

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“Sweetwater Crossing (November 4, 1856)” Ensign, October 2014, 28–29

Sweetwater Crossing (November 4, 1856)

The author lives in Utah, USA.

The Carriers

The Carriers, by J. Kirk Richards © 2006

So many miles, and such a shallow stream, but wet and

Wide with sticky mud.1 And this time there was snow and ice.

Not ice enough to cross2 on, like the miracle at Nauvoo.

Another miracle was needed here; and perhaps a sacrifice.

With wagons, clothing, food,3 and fire for loved ones yet unknown,

Men and boys from Zion climbed their mountains through the frost

To find the stranded pioneers, exhausted on the prairie and

Dying in November’s snows, with the Sweetwater still to cross.

Their clothes were rent; their strength was spent; they’d eaten belts and shoes.

Hundreds there were winter-bound with no hope that they might rally;

It would take a bridge of living flesh, willingly laid down,

To save the souls at Devil’s Gate and bring them to the Valley.

Then the Valley boys, some beardless, brave, saw no other way.

The young men knew what they must do—saw what was required,

And carried, ferried, the weak and sick across the freezing water,

Crossed and recrossing, crossed again. Crossed, though chilled and tired.

And as the young men waded, bearing on their strong, warm backs

Their loads of tired flesh, of fathers, mothers, children, wives,4

Ignored the pain, the chills like nails in freezing hands and feet,

They crossed for love—and Jesus’ sake—and offered life for lives.5

And while from Devil’s Gate all crossed to the shelter of the Cove,

Like lambs born in too-early spring, the young men shivered and they froze,

Bearing scores of pilgrim strangers, the least of all the pioneers,6

Who had pushed their carts and their poor hearts till both broke7 in winter’s snows.

That cold and lonely river was once the crossroads of the world,

Where works of faith met gifts of grace at the continent’s divide.

God there poured out his mercy on both the saviors and the saved,

And those who crossed and washed8 in that sweet Water never died.