The Concert Hall

The Friend has invited everyone
To a concert on His word
To hear his orchestra playing
Melodies rare and seldom heard.

The event has been made public
By broadside, trumpet call -
At three A.M. there to meet
Within the concert hall.

The Friend began the concert
At the appointed time,
But few came to listen
To His melodies sublime.

At an outside concert stage
A group known as crass
Played to a thousand children
As they sat there on the grass.

The world has little time to seek
The Dear Friends loving face -
Yet His concerts play forever
For those who seek His grace,