Quiet

Music of the Heart

The church house is quiet,

‘Cause no one’s inside-

No bickering, no quarreling,

No babies that cry.

No feelings are hurt,

And no one says ‘nay’;

But that’s when there’s no one

At church on Sunday.

The church house is quiet,

There’ll be no more cost-

But a church that is empty

Can not reach the lost.

Inside, there’s no crying,

But also no joy.

And though there’s no fighting,

There’s no girls or boys.

No laughter, no singing,

No friendship so rare;

No praising the Father,

Or sharing of cares.

The church house is quiet,

‘Cause no one’s inside-

And it makes me feel mournful,

Like someone had died.

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