A preacher was delivering a temperance sermon one hot Sunday afternoon. With great exposition, he said, “If I had all the beer in the world, I’d take it and throw it into the river.”
With greater conviction, he banged his fist on the pulpit; “And if I had all the wine in the world, I’d take it and throw it into the river.”
Finally, he said, “And if I had all the whiskey in the world, I’d take it and throw it into the river.”
Sensing he delivered a powerful sermon, he whipped his brow and sat down.
The choirmaster, with shock on his face, looked over the congregation, stood very cautiously, and announced with a wry smile, “For our closing song, let us sing Hymn #365: “Shall We Gather at the River?”
This laugh courtesy of OldNFO.
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