Ding dong ding dong
Sounds the church bell
You should know it’s Sunday dawn
Because everyone could tell
Deep down I am burdened
With a lot of words
I don’t think they should be pardoned
These are sincere words
The church is colourful
The brethren look beautiful
But their hearts are terrible
And their thoughts horrible
You pray so well
But how do you see people
You preach so well
But how do you treat people
We cannot pray in love but live in hate
And still think we’re worshipping God.
Written By: ©Erlie Physhers (Abuku Emmanuel Kwaku)
Email: focusamek@gmail.com
