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  Ragged Old Church

Reading the Bible from AnimateIt.net 

psalms C-79-V-31
So we thy people and
sheep of thy pasture
will give thee Thanks
for every; We will shew
forth thy praise
to all generations


The Ragged old Church stands silent and alone
in a field of grass surrounded with trees And
a rail fence with a rail missing here and there.
 The paint  is falling off it's sides and the door
is  falling apart still hanging on by one hing .
The bell tower is silent the bell long ago
 gave up it's merry tune. But sometimes
if the wind  blows just right it feels the
 joy at having a chance to sing again
 The ragged old Church has a warm glow
about it as if it holds a secret close inside.
It's ragged old wall's that have listened to the
old time preaching old time singing and shouting
down through the years and Praying at the alter
And witness to the happiness and laughter of
of dinner on the ground and singing in the air
long ago weddings and happiness of it's children
old and young as each one sing it's special song.
Happiness and laughter has a way of clinging
to the wall as well as sadness and sorrow and tears
at the loss of it's beloved member as they come and go
This ragged old church of a time long ago holds on
to the past of old time preaching old time singing.
This old ragged Church alone in a field of grass
that looks lonely and falling down from the out side
inside the old walls let the memories come out and shine
the old time preacher still stand behind the pulpit
The sweet old lady in second row still shouts praise God
The little boy in the back is still pulling his sisters hair
ever one is standing singing The Old Time Religion
The young girl is still working her magic on the piano
the walls of this ragged old church will hold it's
memories inside it's happiness is a beautiful memory
This ragged  old church in a field of grass surrounded
by tree's and a rail fence with a rail missing here and
there with the paint falling off the out side walls the
 old  door hanging on one hing. The inside with ragged
 old benches is still alive with memories of long ago
 the happiness the sadness the sorrow and tears of loss
will live on hidden inside this ragged old church


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