Ten little Christians standing in a line,
One disliked the preacher, then there were nine.
Nine little Christians stayed up very late.
One overslept Sunday, then there were eight.
Eight little Christians on their way to heaven,
One took the low road and then there were seven.
Seven little Christians chirping like chicks.
One disliked the music, then there were six.
Six little Christians seemed very much alive,
But one lost his interest then there were ﬁve.
Five little Christians pulling for heaven’s shore,
But one stopped to rest; then there were four.
Four little Christians each busy as a bee.
One got his feelings hurt, then there were three.
Three little Christians knew not what to do,
One joined the sporty crowd, then there were two.
Two little Christians. our rhyme is nearly done,
Differed with each other, then there was one.
One little Christian can’t do much ‘tis true,
Brought his friend to Bible study, then there were two.
Two earnest Christians each won one more,
That doubled the number; then there were four.
Four sincere Christians worked early and late,
Each won another then there were eight.
Eight splendid Christians, if they doubled as before,
In just so many Sundays, we’d have 1,024!
ln this little jingle. there is at lesson true,
You belong either to the building or to the wrecking crew!
Date : 30/11/-0001 Author : Anon