The gospel is like butter

The gospel is like butter,
Golden produce of heaven’s bossom.
It is costly and common.
All can eat.

The gospel is like butter.
Through churned and beaten
It is made to be eaten,
Not left on a shelf.

The gospel is like butter.
It is meant to be spread.
It sticks to lips,
Makes a meal of bread.

The gospel is like butter.
Greases and eases.
Softens the hardens.
Rebirths flavour.

The gospel is like butter.
Believer, let it not remain a lump.
Church, do not clump.
Let it spread.

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