By favour of the men who work the "movies,"
I might expound the future and the past.
Hiring a lot of lads with mobile faces,
And all the world to tap for filméd scenes,
Would I not set backsliders in their places
And give my errant congregation beans?
Uprising in the darkened tabernacle,
A canvas sheet across the stage unfurled,
"To-night, dear brethren, we propose to tackle,"
I should commence, "the Making of the World.