Go Gaily to Church
Will feel how hard the wood was;
Do see ocean flow as it always does;
Hear bumble bees and birds that sing
And love my wife more than anything.
Be able to read a famous fable;
Drink milk and eat toast at a table
And rest while I will sit in a chair;
For newborn child tenderly care.
Know that God is always around;
Feel my feet pound on the ground;
Be friend to while calming a child;
Don't be furious but meek and mild.
Go gaily to church on Sunday morning;
Prepare for storm after receiving warning
And give each other a helping hand;
Praise God everything is perfectly planned.