Why Don't You Come?
We go to Church each Sunday,
We rarely skip a beat.
We dress like Ken and Barbie®
Dolled up from head to feet.
And if we have a problem,
We'll never let it show.
A problem tells the flock:
They're out of sync with God, you know...
A warm 'n' fuzzy feeling
Just makes us feel all
right!
Why
don't you come and
fellowship tonight?
Leave off your private study of the Word!
You might go off the deep end all alone!
Oh, Satan knows the scriptures too,
We told them on the phone.
Lovin' spoonfuls from the pulpit's
The proper food for us!
Let's huddle all together now,
And hush! Don't make a fuss!
A soft and tepid pabulum
Will fill us up all right!
Why
don't you come and
fellowship tonight?
And when they tried to tell us
That Jesus bled and died,
That possibly, His wounds are ours
While walking by His side,
We cried, That was for Him to do,
But we are King's Kids now!
We're seeking tokens of His love,
A better home and garden,
A brand new car and other toys
Awarded to good girls and boys.
Why should we seek His pardon?
Squeezing through the needle's eye,
We strive to win, we run a race,
We keep our women in their place!
Popular and prospering,
Basking in the Father's love,
We note poverty and suffering
Show His displeasure from above!
What's this they sigh? "Fox has his lair, bird has
her nest,
The Son of Man has no place to lay His head, to take His rest?"
What's this they cry? "Pick up your cross and follow Me?"
A via dolorosa! Oh, that will never do!
And when they would not fellowship,
We said, What's wrong with you?
Yes, doing God a favor,
Now, that's our hearts'
delight!
Why
don't you come and
fellowship tonight?
Questions or comments to:
S.
L.
Finkey
Keaau, Hawaii
last update: 05/27/2009