Sunday Mornin'

I am going to church this Sunday mornin'.
I am going to church for one particular reason.
It is because i am being made.
I am going to worship anyway.
On my knees i began praying, asking God to just help me keep on surviving and to help me keep on thriving.
A voice inside my head said keep your soul sacred, store your knowledge safely, and keep your eyes open.
The voice said: Your heart is as good as gold and you are in my arms hold.
Continue to come to church on Sunday mornin' after your not being told.