Tabernacle

Where golden hues in grandeur softly gleam, A testament of faith, a vibrant dream, Stands Tabernacle in its storied might, A beacon burning ever pure and bright. With lines that speak of purpose, strong and bold, A history within its walls unfolds. Each arch and angle carefully conceived, A space where hearts in unity believed. The hallowed halls where echoes gently play, Of voices lifted in devotion's way. Through countless gatherings, spirits intertwined, A tapestry of faith for heart and mind. The very air seems thick with reverent grace, A sacred stillness in this cherished place. From humble starts, a vision took its hold, A story etched in memories of old. Through passing years, its presence stands so clear, A symbol strong dispelling doubt and fear. A gathering point where blessings freely flow, Where seeds of faith continue still to grow. So let us pause and let our spirits rise, Before the INC Tabernacle's skies. A landmark cherished, holding memories deep, Where faith's enduring promises they keep. ©bfa040525