James Hersch - Sunday Morning

I remember Christ hanging on the wall
Reverend Bronner's alter call
Charley's saxophone
Marion always came alone
Mrs. Bronner's Sunday smile
Communion up and down the aisle
And everyone loved to sing
On Sunday morning

Those four stucco walls
Held the secrets of salvation
For a tiny congregation
And a boy just barely ten
I can recall
It was a holy ghost revival
My shiny golden Bible
Was a wonder to me then

There was no hymn
In that big fat Baptist hymnal
That we hadn't a dozen times
In four part harmony
That willow tree
Where me and Nathan hid out
Tried our first cigarette
And prayed forgiveness on our knees

I remember Christ hanging on the wall
Reverend Bronner's alter call
Charley's saxophone
Marion always came alone
Mrs. Bronner's Sunday smile
Communion up and down the aisle
And everyone loved to sing
On Sunday morning

Now the years unwind
As the stain glass has been lifted
Everyone has drifted
To other parts unknown
But in my mind
There's a little congregation
Who could pray for my salvation
With a love I've never known

I remember Christ hanging on the wall
Reverend Bronner's alter call
Charley's saxophone
Marion always came alone
Mrs. Bronner's Sunday smile
Communion up and down the aisle
And everyone loved to sing
On Sunday morning
Sunday morning
Sunday morning

Written by:
James Hersch

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