The Church
The church
A church can have a good foundation but actually have no walls
For it breathes inside the hearts of man and lives when spirit calls
So look inside and see it there in every man that walks the earth
Planted like a seed in us when the good Lord gave us birth
God gives the choice to let it grow as a flower or a weed
And choose the former of the two and to his word take heed
Keep your ego in its place and have the courage to speak peace
If we did this as a whole the hatred would decrease
The church is there to remind us of things we already know
So if your lost in a crazy world get up that Sunday and go
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