Offended
"Great peace have they that love thy law: and nothing shall offend them." [Psalms 119:165]
I went to the church the other day; I just wanted to kneel and pray.
But Sister Grace came to greet me, and with a snide remark did say,
"Looks like you've put on some weight, your're so plump and round,
And when you sang that last hymn, a little out of tune you did sound."
Oh, I'm offended, offended I say.
My feelings are so hurt I can't even sing.
Guess I'll stay out of church at least four weeks.
Then I'll go back and turn the other cheek.
Well, I waited my time, and I went through that church door.
I said I'd just go in and praise the Lord.
But again, Sister Grace came up to me, and this is what she did say,
"I believe you wore that same dress, that last time you came this way."
Oh, I'm offended, offended I say.
I can't even praise the Lord in my old fashion way.
I guess I'll just stay around and pout awhile, and cry.
Oh, I'm so offended I think I'm going to die.
Well, finally I picked myself up, and went to another church,
I said, "Over there I'll not get hurt."
But, Sister Grace had a cousin that was a member there.
And when I walked through the door, she commented disapprovingly about my hair!
Oh, I'm offended, offended I say,
Can't even change my membership today.
Guess I'll wait until I hear the Trumpet sound,
Just I'm not too offended to leave the ground!