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I Chose The Bed Instead

by Cheremiah

Get up, get up, the Spirit said
Don’t just lie in bed

Let God prepare you for the day
For whatever lies ahead

But the covers felt so nice and warm
All nestled round my head

And instead of choosing to come to God
I chose the bed instead

It didn’t take me long to see
I had made a foolish choice

When I did arise the first thing I heard
Was Mr. Regretful’s voice

I overheard Mr. Doubtful
He was speaking to Mr. Gloom

They plan to visit you today
The time will be at noon

They are bringing their friend Ungrateful
Mister Forgetful too

Who will do his best to make you forget
How good God is to you

I knew I was in trouble
How could I face the day

Right then and there I took the time
To get on my knees and pray

My child a voice gently whispered
Let all the worry cease

Mr. Hopeful, Mr. Thankful, and Mr. Joy
At noon will bring my peace

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