It's a funny thing about a testimony,
You can't put it back on a shelf
You can't let it rest
You can't let it hide
Or it will disintegrate itself.
You may think it sure
You may be content
And say, "I have quiet enough
Of fasting and study and praying
And all the religious stuff."
But sure as you do
And sure as you fail
To build, to strengthen, to strive
You'll find that your precious testimony
May no longer be alive.
So give it a kick!
A shot in the arm,
Stop the excuses and the baloney.
It's time to strive, to work and revive
barbara cope
copyright 1970
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