“Music for the Ears”
When Sunday arrives–church bells ring;
It’s time for the church choir to sing.
With angelic voices, singing the perfect tone;
You can’t hear anyone moan.
The room sings along with golden praise;
Like crystal glass that softly rings, unglazed.
God has created a beautiful place;
With the world green and blue and much grace.
We sing for His love, honor and glory;
Read our Bibles to get His simple story.
Folding our hands–holding them tight;
Soon all bad will soon switch to right.
When Sunday comes, and church bells no longer ring;
The choir is done with its sweet loving song.
Angelic voices are quiet as they head home.
All hearts God has refreshed with His sacred tone.

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