The Church

The church is the plan of God on earth
Always in her father's eye
Cherished, beautiful, mysterious and potent beyond measure
She emerges triumphant, limitless with potential
A harbour for the hopeless and an answer for the ages
The church with splendor, A bride for His son
She grows with wisdom and stature
With victory on her lips and freedom in her hands
Hers is an unstoppable cause
She embraces the world with dignity, honour and compassion
Gives vision to the sightless, life to the dying
The church is the family of God on earth
Within her compass the hungry find sustenance, the weary receive strength
She is a haven for recovering humanity
Enthralled by grace
She invites the broken, the vulnerable, the outcasts to be immersed in love
The church is the house of heaven on earth
Called out to serve the world, calling out to welcome in
Like her master, the church is pursued and persecuted
Yet she rises with strength in her heart, fire in her soul
She is the bride of Christ on earth
Prepared and presented before the lord, the Lamb for whom the world waits
Who comes like the rising sun, majestic and magnificent beyond description
While she dazzles with reflective glory
spotless, perfect and mature
She bows low and to cast her crowns and passionately worships Him
She is the Church of the Lord Jesus Christ