Church No More

A church is a building not lasting forever. And it is with heavy hearts our church must sever. Only God knows what's in store. On that final day we close our door. We met every Sunday within reason. On Holidays and through every season. We've witnessed many amazing rites. Always engaging God in our sights. Our choir was an awesome feat. To hear Betty playing hymns so sweet. Pastor and Tammy, Our greatest gift. For without them no voices could we lift. God will direct us in the path we should go. He sees our pain just so you know. So let us pray through our strife. We'll find a church with new life.