O God our Help at two o'clock,
Our Help at half-past three,
What do You do at four o'clock
When we are having tea?
Must we each tread the bitter path
That leads unto the Cross,
Deny ourselves all happiness
Because You are the Boss?
I'd like to drink a pint of beer
(In fact I'd relish three) ,
Give me a pub with open doors
Throughout Eternity!
Now that's something I've never read before. =) thanks for sharing it with us
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This poem is very interesting