Post-church Blues

Always the same, always the way,

Church serves itself, at the end of the day.

All of the gospel, all of the talk,

Easy to say not easy to walk.

Love your neighbours whoever they are,

Care for the stranger, from near or far.

Welcome all who come through the door,

Welcome them all, rich or poor.

But do we do it? Not in the least!

Those like us can come to the feast.

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