Emma Bing thought she could sing.
Ask her momma and you’ll see why.
“That child can sing!” declares Mrs. Bing,
"So beautifully I could cry!"
So Emma Bing let praises ring
From her pew but not the choir.
“That Emma Bing, her neck I’d wring!”
Said the director before she retired.
Still, Emma Bing sang to her King,
The King of Kings and Lord of Lords.
From Emma Bing, shrill songs took wing!
And became the praises He adored.
