Keeping the Sabbath lyrics
by Emily Dickinson
Some keep the Sabbath going to Church —
I keep it, staying at Home —
With a Bobolink for a Chorister —
And an Orchard for a Dome —
Some keep the Sabbath in Surplice —
I just wear my Wings —
And instead of tolling the Bell, for Church
Our little Sexton—sings
God preaches, a noted Clergyman —
And the sermon is never long
So instead of getting to Heaven, at last —
I'm going, all along