This Church Was Built
by LaNaye Perkins

I started out so long ago, with logs hewn out by hand.
Clay was gently packed between, with love by Godly men.
People gathered within my walls on God's appointed day.
In one mind and accord they worshiped, sang, and praised.

Decades passed, my walls grew weak and needed much repair.
I was given brand new life by workers paid a fare.
People gathered within my walls on God's appointed day.
Several minds and much discord they gossiped, sang, and played.

Repairs complete, my walls pristine and furnished with pricey decor.
Members argue over color and style, several go out the doors.
Still some gather within my walls on God's appointed day.
The majority now has one accord, but God has been betrayed.

Alas my life in this sad time, no longer like early days.
God does not linger here, the people have turned away.
Their ears are tickled by a man, who only wants their praise.
His salary is his main concern, and of course, the yearly raise.

But I yearn for the days of old, when men and women bowed.
When the Spirit of my God was welcomed and allowed.
They gathered all together here, on God's appointed day.
In one mind and one accord they worshipped, sang, and praised.

No more this whited sepulcher only filled with dead men's bones.
I want the Spirit once more alive, and God back on the throne.
I want fellowship true and sweet, with His Spirit filling my beams.
I just want to be a church, where God can reign supreme.

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From the beginning the Lord let me know I was to share whatever He inspired me to write. Now, over a decade later, I'm still sharing what He's given. 
-LaNaye Perkins

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