I remember 'The church's door stands open, the church's door stands wide, and all God's little children can find their way inside.'
Also, 'At Easter time, the lilies fair, and lovely flowers bloomed averywhere, at Easter time, at Easter time, hoe glad the world at Easter time.'
When we sang 'We plough the fields and scatter' I imagined sowing seed then quickly running away! We were always annoying the Vicar by singing '...but it is fed and wor...hor..tered...'.