The Praises Of Their God Poem by Francis Duggan

The praises of their God so many love to sing
But God 'twould seem to me is a symbolic thing
That the God fearing turn to for to cleanse them of sin
The people who dismiss the existence of any God within
Their God is way up there in the Kingdom in the sky
Where birds sing all year round and where winged angels fly
Above the Heaven hills their songs of praise to God they sing
Their God rules in the World of the eternal Spring
They believe in a different God to us the people who live next door
Their beliefs different to ours so them we will ignore
To the religion of the true God we surely do belong
And all of other faiths have surely got it wrong
The one who believes in the God within to them an infidel
One who is surely destined for an afterlife of hell.