These are all the clean jokes I know. I received them from a good friend who is approx 80 years old.

Sunday morning humor...

A little boy was attending his first wedding.
After the service, his cousin asked him, "How many women can a man marry?"

"Sixteen," the boy responded. His cousin was amazed that he had an
answer so quickly.
"How do you know that?"
"Easy," the little boy said.
"All you have to do is add it up, like the Bishop said:
4 better, 4 worse, 4 richer, 4 poorer."

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After a church service on Sunday morning, a young boy suddenly
announced to his mother, "Mom, I've decided to become a minister when I
grow up."
"That's okay with us, but what made you decide that?"
"Well," said the little boy, "I have to go to church on Sunday anyway,
and I figure it will be more fun to stand up and yell, than to sit and
listen."

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A 6-year-old was overheard reciting the Lord's Prayer at a church
service: "And forgive us our trash passes, as we forgive those who passed
trash against us."

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A boy was watching his father, a pastor, write a sermon.
"How do you know what to say?" he asked.
"Why, God tells me."
"Oh, then why do you keep crossing things out?"

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A little girl became restless as the preacher's sermon dragged On and
on. Finally, she leaned over to her mother and whispered,
"Mommy, if we give him the money now, will he let us go?"

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After the christening of his baby brother in church,
little Johnny sobbed all the way home in the back seat of the car. His
father asked him three times what was wrong.
Finally, the boy replied, "That priest said he wanted us brought up in
a Christian home, and I want to stay with you guys!"

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Terri asked her Sunday School class to draw pictures of their favorite
Bible stories. She was puzzled by Kyle's picture, which showed four people
on an
airplane, so she asked him which story it was meant to represent. The
Flight to Egypt, was his reply.
Pointing at each figure, Ms. Terri said, "That must be Mary, Joseph,
and Baby Jesus. But who's the fourth person?"
"Oh, that's Pontius - the pilot.

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The Sunday School Teacher
asks, "Now, Johnny, tell me frankly do you say prayers before eating?"
"No sir," little Johnny replies, "I don't have to. My Mom is a good
cook."
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A college drama group presented a play in which one character would
stand on a trap door and announce, "I descend into hell!"
A stagehand below would then pull a rope, the trapdoor would spring, and
the actor would drop from view.
The play was well received. When the actor playing the part became ill,
another actor who was quite overweight took his place. When the new actor
announced, "I descend into hell!" the stagehand
pulled the rope, and the actor began his plunge, but became hopelessly
stuck. No amount of tugging on the rope could make him descend.
One student in the balcony jumped up and yelled:
"Hallelujah! Hell is full!"

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Pastor Dave Charlton tells us, "After a worship service at First Baptist
Church in Newcastle, Kentucky, a mother with a fidgety seven-year old boy
told me how she finally got her son to sit still and be quiet. About
halfway through the sermon, she leaned over and whispered, 'If you don't be
quiet, Pastor Charlton is going to lose his place and will have to start
his sermon all over again!'
It worked."

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This is the best one ... A little girl was sitting on her grandfather's
lap as he read her a bedtime story.
>From time to time, she would take her eyes off the book
and reach up to touch his wrinkled cheek. She was alternately stroking her
own cheek, then his again.
Finally she spoke up, "Grandpa, did God make you?"
"Yes, sweetheart," he answered, "God made me a long time ago."
"Oh," she paused, "Grandpa, did God make me too?"
"Yes, indeed, honey," he said, "God made you just a little while ago."
Feeling their respective faces again, she observed,
"God's getting better at it, isn't he?"