“PLEASE, DADDY, WON’T YOU GO?”
A little girl’s bright shinning eyes with face aglow;
Says: “Daddy, it’s time for church-Let’s Go!
They teach us there of Jesus’ love, of how he died for all,
Upon the cruel cross to save those who on Him will call.”
“Oh, no,” said Daddy, “Not today. I’ve worked hard all week,
And I must have one day of rest; and I’m going to the creek.
For there I can relax and rest; and fishing is fine they say.
So run along; don’t bother me, we’ll go to church some day.”
Well months and years passed away,
But Daddy hears that plea no more;
“Let’s go to Bible school ” Those childhood days are over.
And Daddy’s grown old, life’s almost through,
He finds time to go to church, but what does daughter do?
She says: “Oh Daddy, not today- I stayed up almost all night;
And I’ve just go to have some sleep, besides I look a fright.”
Then Daddy lifts a trembling hand to brush away the tears,
As again he hears the pleading voice, distinctly through the years.
He sees a small girl’s shining face upturned, with eyes aglow,
As she says, “It’s time for Bible school; please, Daddy, won’t you go?”
THE ABOVE MATERIAL WAS PUBLISHED BY THE LOUISIANA CHALLENGER, JUNE
2004, PAGE SIX. THIS MATERIAL IS COPYRIGHTED AND MAY BE USED FOR STUDY
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