A Sabbath Poem

On the morn of Sabbath worship,
When you come to God adore,  
Do not bring your burden with you, 
Leave it there outside the door. 

Come right in a little lighter,
Get your soul prepared for war. 
Have a seat and let heart settle, 
Let your burden be ignored. 

Do not worry that it’s growing, 
Or that others might keep score. 
They have burdens they brought with them,
They’re with yours outside the door. 

Let your all engage in worship, 
And your love for God outpour. 
Yes, that’s it! You have forgotten 
‘Bout that burden at the door. 

When it’s time to leave the building 
And you’re heading out the door, 
You may find your burden lighter, 
Better yet perhaps no more.