I belonged to the church,
And to the party of prohibition;
And the villagers thought I died of eating watermelon.
I belonged to the church,
And to the party of prohibition;
And the villagers thought I died of eating watermelon.
Do you think that odes and sermons,
And the ringing of church bells,
And the blood of old men and young men,
Martyred for the truth they saw
With eyes made bright by faith in God,
Accomplished the world's great reformations?
Oh, boy, boy, for whom I prayed and prayed
In many a watchful hour at night,
Do you remember the letter I wrote you
Of the beautiful love of Christ?
I knew of the eagle souls that flew high in the sunlight,
Above the spire of the church, and laughed at the church,
Disdaining me, not seeing me.
I awoke one morning with the love of God
Brimming over my heart, so I went to see Richard
To settle the fence in the spirit of Jesus Christ.
Then Christ came to me and said,
"Go into the church and stand before the congregation
And confess your sin.
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© 2020 Inspirational Stories