Treats
Our Daddy God likes to treat
In lovely sunshine or what we eat.
My love gets huge burgers and chicken wings
I like the ice-cream and onion rings
These special weekly dates
Then we eat off small plates
for the rest of the week.
Sunday worship is the peak;
Our spiritual family of moms and dads,
Children and visitors in our best clads.
To hear the Word and to sing,
To treat our Father by what we bring
Our best love and prayers
He takes away burdens and cares
He is our best Treat,
but His treats have ours beat!
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