The Church Goer

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The Church Goer

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Some people go to church to sing and pray But they haven't the faith to stand the fray They're sinners by practice but saints by word And some are bigger liars you've ever heard They call on Jesus with tears in their eyes And their whole determination ain't nothing but lies They promised their Maker they'd sin no more But they're worse devils now than they were before They know they're wrong for living this way And God spurned the victim in the judgment day Some people go to church to see the style And all of our service ain't worth their while Pretty soon they get sleepy and take a doze No matter how thrilling the sermon goes Between sleep and wake, they'll chant their song Knowing to their heart [?] is wrong And when the preacher's concluded, they'll all get glad And the liar starts to shouting over sermon they had They know they're wrong for living this way And God spurned the victim in the judgment day And some people go to church to put on airs They can hardly kneel down to say their prayers They've gone way adrift on their tea-hound style And grace wouldn't reach 'em in a bob-hair mile Why, the people are so wise, they've ignored [?] They're the worst living creatures are from [?] The greatest enjoyment, the foolish folks think Is the Ford to ride and sunshine to drink They know they're wrong for living this way And God spurned the victim in the judgment day And some people go to church for a sham Go where friends have [been, but?] Lord will damn For He'll judge the liar great and small And upon their home His wrath shall fall In their box-back suit and loud silk shirt They've joined the church to hide their dirt They entered therein like a filthy hog Without even the plight of a poodle dog They know they're wrong for living this way And God spurned the victim in the judgment day And some people go to church to pass off time And they wouldn't donate or bid more than a dime They grumble if their preacher asks for more And will grab at their parsons and go out the door In the name of God, they wouldn't do such They state the preacher is hoarding too much Just for reading the bible and singing a song But they'll give every high yellow who comes along They know they're wrong for living this way And God spurned the victim in the judgment day

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  • M. R. Ward