'Another Brick In The Wagon' Poem by Linda Winchell

Don't add another brick to my wagon,
I have enough right now to pull.

My load is heavy, can't you see?
It's heavy and way too full!

My bricks are made of stone and sand,
And the binding ingredient, is one heart of a man.

I placed them all in a mixer and stirred,
And their tumbling sounds could not be heard.

The sounds they made were somehow sweet and soft,
For the heart of man added, was one which my Savior bought.

He has that miraculous way about Him,
Softening sounds of the dirt of man's sin.

So you don't need to add another brick you see,
For the burdens in my wagon,
Are only to be pulled by me!

Now if you wish to have the mortars blend,
Of the bricks that I have formed.
You'll need to go to God, and sign His papers,
'Sins, 'Salvation C', release forms.'