From a Story I Once Heard From a Pulpit
This is just plain fun
The Sunday service was about to end
When the Preacher asked the folks to spend
Some time that week, if they could spare it,
And read Mark Seventeen, and share it
With friends, and next Sunday he would preach
A sermon that would appeal to each
And every one in the congregation.
Then they all went out with much conversation.
Next Sunday the Reverend stepped up to the pulpit,
Put his watch on the sideboard where he kept it,
And asked his flock if they had read
Mark Seventeen, as he had said.
A good many hands went up in the air
And all gave the Preacher a pious stare.
The Reverend chuckled, then said, "You must understand
Why I laughed when you people put up your hand.
Mark has just sixteen chapters, you see,
And my sermon today is on "Honesty."
The Sunday service was about to end
When the Preacher asked the folks to spend
Some time that week, if they could spare it,
And read Mark Seventeen, and share it
With friends, and next Sunday he would preach
A sermon that would appeal to each
And every one in the congregation.
Then they all went out with much conversation.
Next Sunday the Reverend stepped up to the pulpit,
Put his watch on the sideboard where he kept it,
And asked his flock if they had read
Mark Seventeen, as he had said.
A good many hands went up in the air
And all gave the Preacher a pious stare.
The Reverend chuckled, then said, "You must understand
Why I laughed when you people put up your hand.
Mark has just sixteen chapters, you see,
And my sermon today is on "Honesty."
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