Poems (Dickinson)/A Service of Song

by Emily Dickinson

For other versions of this work, see Some keep the Sabbath going to Church—.

VI.

A SERVICE OF SONG.

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 in never long;
So instead of getting to heaven at last,
I'm going all along!