There is an empty chair in church
Whose could it be?
It’s always there each Sunday sitting quietly.
That chair always seems more like a nuisance
always getting in the way.
So in their minds did say
To remove the chair
Oh who would despair?
Does anyone care?
I don’t know why it must stay
For what good is an empty chair when it is always in the way!!
If they only knew where that chairs been
They would see It as a sin, to remove it from its place
In a selfish effort just to save a little space
If they only knew who would fill it
If only they could see
That is the place where Jesus sat
Observing quietly
I did not know he was holding that seat
Patiently he did wait
For me to wander down my winding course to learn from my mistakes
There is an empty chair in church
that chairs just for me
Jesus has reserved it and is waiting patiently.
If they only knew
How great their search would be
For that chair that sits vacant in The Lords house waiting for you and me.
For when you draw close to the Lord
He will draw close to you
And that is when you will find the one you love
Who has been waiting on only you
Of The sweet gospel they will partake
And for eternity you will always make
A friend the Lord would not forsake
But was waiting for only you.
By
D. Newburn
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