This good old time religion,
It makes you shout and sing..
Your prayers go up to heaven
Till the bells of heaven ring.
You cannot live without it,
And here's the reason why.
You lay up earthly treasures,
And you'll miss your home on high.
That good old time religion,
The kind we've heard about,
It makes you love your neighbor.
It fills you with a shout.
It brings you down a blessing
Each time you go to pray.
This good old time religion
Grows better every day.
This good old time religion,
Three doses every day,
It keeps you well and happy.
The doctor stays away.
And if you want to prosper,
As we all like to do,
Just stick to this religion,
And it will take your through.
Text of Hymn: "Good Old Time Religion," © Icie E. Sandy Rowand, 2002, all rights reserved.
Web page design and original graphics © Betty Sandy Smith, all rights reserved.