……….Jonah……….

 
The Lord said unto Jonah,
     “To Nineveh now go.”
But Jonah thought about it,
     And to the Lord said, “No!”
          He hopped himself a ship,
          And took himself a trip
                  Down to Tarshish,
                  Down, down, down is
                        Where all bad men go.

The ship set sail to Tarshish,
     With Jonah safe inside;
Far from wretched Nineveh
     At Tarshish he’d abide.
          He’d hopped himself a ship
          To take himself a trip
               Down to Tarshish,
               Down, down, down his
                     Guilt he still denied.

The Lord looked down from heaven
     Upon the sinful one;
His guilt the sailors knew not
     But God knew what he’d done.
          He’d hopped himself a ship
          To take himself a trip
               Down to Tarshish,
               Down, down, down but
                   God then sent a storm.

The sailors were all frightened,
     The storm was raging high;
Overboard they threw their wares,
     It seemed that they would die.
          For one was on the ship
          Taking himself a trip
               Down to Tarshish
               Down, down, down he
                   From God sought to fly.

The mariners then cast lots,
     To find the guilty one;
The lots fell on old Jonah
     He knew what he had done.
          He’d hopped himself a ship
          To take himself a trip
               Down to Tarshish
               Down, down, down from
                   God he tried to run.

They tried to save old Jonah,
     They rowed with all their might;
But there was no escaping
     For Jonah was not right!
          He’d hopped himself a ship
          To take himself a trip
               Down to Tarshish
               Down, down, down he
                   Now would meet his plight.

The Lord prepared a great fish
     To hold his wayward son;
And from the fish’s belly
     He thought of what he’d done.
          He’d hopped himself a ship
          To take himself a trip
                Down to Tarshish
                Down, down, down from
                     God he’d tried to run.

“I’ve sinned, forgive me, Father,”
     Was his most fervent prayer.
“I’ll now go to Nineveh
     And warn them to beware!
          I’ll hop myself a ship
          And take myself a trip
               I will obey
               Thy Blest Command
                   I’ll give greatest care!”

To Nineveh he then went
     The Holy Word to tell;
Calling for their repentance
     Lest they should go to hell!
          “Now take yourself a trip
          On Zion’s Holy Ship!
               Turn from your sin
               Ye wicked men!
                   In all things do well!”

The people then repented,
     Their lives they turned around;
They donned sackcloth and ashes
     And sat upon the ground.
          Then Jonah lost his grip
          And backwards he did slip
               He’d hoped to see
               Them all destroyed
                    His sin did abound!

When you learn what you should do
     Be careful to obey,
There is no hope in fleeing
     Do not try to delay!
          Just hop yourself a ship
          And take yourself a trip
               To Calvary
               And be set free
                    Come to Him today!
 

H. L. Gradowith

08-17-01

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