The Man with A Consecrated Car

He couldn't speak before a crowd;
He couldn't teach a class;
But when he came to Sunday School
He brought the folks "en masse."
He couldn't sing to save his life,
In public couldn't pray,
But always his "jalopy"
Was crammed on each Lord's Day.

Although he could not sing,
Nor teach, nor lead in prayer,
He listened well and had smile
And he was always there
With all the others whom he brought,
Who lived both near and far,
And God's work prospered -for he had
A consecrated car.