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            You sit in your museum
            Surrounded by the past
            You know the service off by heart
            And how long it will last
            You're there to do your duty
            Dwelling in the peace
            Of knowing that the chance of change
            Is almost obsolete.

            God looks on with weary heart
            His Spirit locked outside
            A dying church is creaking on
            It's future on the slide
            The aged congregation
            Depleted by the year
            Will close another house of God
            And no one sheds a tear.