The Lord has a day of rest.
And even the besty best
Of us, need a rest like our Lord.
How similar we are
This great big God and we.
We both have eyes to see.
And ears to hear
Even though we fear
That God ain’t listening
And all our christening
Might be for nada
And maybe we oughta
Think up a brand new God.
And maybe this brand new God
Will be less like us
And this new God Guss
Will listen when we pray
To the Brand New Good God Guss.
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