Church has a strange allure.
A fishing rod thrown out to capture the impure.
Pure of heart are welcomed in with holy words presented.
Opportunities for absolution of sin.
With singing and dancing and praising the lord.
With hymns and psalms,
The finest spoken word.
Words of vicars, priests and pastors.
Preaching good God's love and laughter.
Time on Earth be heaven sent.
Much too brief, life's only lent.
Sinners,brothers and sisters.
Hold your hands up high.
Repent at night before you sleep.
Guard your soul so safety keep.
(c)Livvi MMCV