We do this every Sunday
We gather and we pray
And though this may surprise you
Some do it every day
We come by foot or taxi
But most of us in cars
Then find a pew to listen from
The one we claim as ours
We harken to the readings
(Although they never rhyme)
A library of wisdom
Which has stood the test of time
We sing the songs of worship
We stand and kneel and sit
And all the other rituals
So proper, right, and fit
We never book a tee time
We don’t go to the gym
So we can be together
In memory of HIM
But once a year in springtime
We’re called to a reflection
Of how all this began
With an astounding resurrection
Of how a great creation
Was darkened by The Fall
And how a great Creator
Redeemed us once, for all
Welcome to the table
Leave behind your fear
In the words of Peter
It is good that you are here
We do this every Sunday
Good women and good men
Thank you all for coming
And we hope you’ll come again