Cretinous Hymnal Sausage-Machines, Please Take Note

God has blotted them out (Author: Unknown)


God has blotted them out,
I'm happy and glad and free;
God has blotted them out -
I'll turn to Isaiah and see:
Chapter forty four, twenty two and three;
He's blotted them out,
and now I can shout -
For that means me!

This was not written by me, or by Smirk. It compares well with the drivel to which Catholics are too often subjected.

It is memorable. I heard it sung, only once, at the age of 11, in a local Gospel Hall, and have never forgotten it. I checked the words  here, and I had remembered them perfectly, no credit to me, but to the unknown author..

It is doctrinal, perhaps a bit iffy and heretical in its failure to mention the need for repentance, but it teaches.

It refers to a sciptural text.

The tune, pure music-hall, is memorable.

Cretinous hymnal sausage-machines, please take note.