Morning Church Bell Rings
morning wakes up with me, golden sunshine
spraying fresh white roses littered at the terrace
window glasses lit by smiling sun
cocks crowing cooing
church bell rings, sermon calling
mamas caring, little ones on them
and we running along
to meet the master's call
church bell rings!, choirs chanting
heavenly blues of hallelujah sings
preacher's sermon knocking silently
the door of our heart softly entering the soul
altar call, angels rejoicing above
heavenly sings, church bell rings
it's Sunday morning
by Gideon Idudje
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