Once Upon a Pew
Once upon a pew I sat
And heard the preacher ask,
"We need someone to teach a class,
Now who will take this task?"
Then God sat down beside me there
And said, "Son, that's for you."
"But, Lord, to stand before a class
Is one thing I can't do.
Now Bill would be the man to call,
There's nothing he won't do.
I'd rather hear the lesson taught
>From here upon my pew."
Once upon a pew I sat
And heard the preacher ask,
"We need someone to lead the songs,
Now who will take this task?"
Then God sat down beside me there
And said, "Son, that's for you."
"But Lord, to sing before a crowd
Is one thing I can't do.
Now Brother King will do the job,
There's nothing he won't do.
I'd rather hear the music played
>From here upon my pew."
Once upon a pew I sat
And heard the preacher ask,
"I need someone to keep the door,
Now who will take this task?"
Then God sat down beside me there
And said, "Son, that's for you."
"But saying things to strangers, Lord,
Is one thing I can't do.
Now Tom can talk to people, Lord,
There's nothing he won't do.
I'd rather someone come to me
And greet me on the pew."
As years just seemed to pass me by,
I heard that voice no more.
Until one night I closed my eyes
And woke on heaven's shore.
'Twas four of us together there
To face eternity.
God said, "I need just three of you
To do a job for me."
"O Lord, I cried, "I'll do the job,
There's nothing I won't do."
But Jesus said, "I'm sorry, Friend,
In heaven there's no pew."
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