The Lonely Wooden Pew

The Lonely Wooden Pew

This lonely wooden pew

Is where I sit and make my stand

I dream that I'm a warrior

Fighting at God's command

A thousand enormous battles

Are nothing for me to win

Because I trust in Christ my Savior

I've given everything to Him

Suddenly I'm awaken

By the sound of the preacher's voice

He says, No more Dreaming,

It's time to make a choice

It's time to take a stand

To become all God ordained

That even the smallest child

With Christ, shall surely reign

Then I heard another voice

Very quiet, it spoke to me

It reminded just how comfy

This wooden pew can be

That if I stand and fight

My dreaming will all end

By leaving this small pew

I might wind up just like Him

I ask, Who do you mean?

He says, The one that lost it all

That gave His life and died

To save man from their fall

To sit here in this pew

You can rest and give your tithe

You just listen and look good

Let others work and die

Then another appeared before me

It was a man with angel eyes,

My child, He spoke so gently,

It's for you I toiled and died

Do not listen to that deceiver

His fate's already set

But you my child I fear for

As you haven't decided yet

Remember that I Love you

I will protect you for all time

If you follow in my footsteps

You then are truly mine

It's time to stop your dreaming

And be the warrior I made in you

Up till now you've just been sitting

In a lonely wooden pew. 

Daniel Sweetnam