WHEN I WAS JUST A LITTLE LAD
FOLLOWED FOLK TO CHURCH, I THOUGHT WAS MAD;
INSTEAD OF ENJOYING A SUNDAY WALK
JUST SAT THERE WHILE A CHAP DID TALK.
HE TALKED OF TIMES SO LONG AGO
JUST HOW HE KNEW, I DID NOT KNOW;
ON A BOOK HE DID JUST THUMP
AND KNOWLEDGE FROM IT HE COULD PUMP.
I WENT EACH WEEK TO SUNDAY SCHOOL
TWICE EACH SUNDAY AS A RULE;
SANG A HYMN OR SAID A PRAYER
ALTHOUGH I DIDN’T REALLY CARE.
AS YEARS WENT BY, WAS FORCED TO ROAM
CALLED BY THE FORCES TO LEAVE MY HOME.
NO PLACE FOR ME TO RUN AND HIDE,
I NEEDED SOMEONE BY MY SIDE.
I ASKED THE LORD INTO MY HEART
NEVER FROM ME TO DEPART.
HE MADE A PATTERN FOR MY LIFE
AND EVEN CHOSE FOR ME A WIFE.
I’M GLAD I FOLLOWED FOLK THOUGHT MAD
FOR THEY KNEW GOOD AND I KNEW BAD.
THE BIBLE WAS THAT LARGE OLD BOOK
WHERE YOU’LL LEARN MUCH IF YOU JUST LOOK.
IT TELLS OF JESUS AND HIS LOVE
AND OF THE ARK THAT HAD A DOVE;
OF PROPHETS AND OF WISE MEN THREE
SO JUST YOU READ AND THEN YOU’LL SEE.
