No Manner of -Ites

I am praying for the day, When all walls will fall away, And we as sons and daughters, Will all truly obey. The commandment to love one another, Is the great and first commission. To love God with all our hearts, Might, mind and strength, our mission. This is the celestial law abiding, With no lies or self-deceit in the way. There must be no inner hiding, And for all this we must pray. We all require our one true King. Only He can sustain and set free, But to be in his kingdom, Each one must be at peace. In this we must have no borders, No place we cannot go, For a King to reign in heaven, There must be every room to grow. There will be no manner of -ites, No one will be excluded from their rights. Each one loved as all are one, Every moment blessed with pure divine. Here in these last days, this is our destination, For as Christ is to come, we are to receive Him. No one will abide the day, unless we are all together, In one body, one faith, under one head, forever.