Gods work
Look what christ did, upon that wood cross,
don't let it therefore, become a great loss.
We should be glad, to fill such a void,
our hope is to be, spiritually employed.
No longer can we, just warm up a pew,
ask our great God, Lord, what can I do?
Now our Gods work, is never quite done,
I pray to the Father, Spirit, and Son.
Let's get together, and labor and pace,
'til we can see, the light of His face.
Don't let the worlds cares, our lives interrupt,
or we may become spiritually bankrupt!
don't let it therefore, become a great loss.
We should be glad, to fill such a void,
our hope is to be, spiritually employed.
No longer can we, just warm up a pew,
ask our great God, Lord, what can I do?
Now our Gods work, is never quite done,
I pray to the Father, Spirit, and Son.
Let's get together, and labor and pace,
'til we can see, the light of His face.
Don't let the worlds cares, our lives interrupt,
or we may become spiritually bankrupt!
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