Wednesday, July 25, 2012

God Bless the Country Church

God bless the country church
Where Christ is born again
In these hands, where feet
Have walked a mile
In everybody's shoes
And never are afraid
To pause by mine.
In the middle of Somewhere,
In the heart of Mississippi,
Where Christ is born again
On the lips of the faithful,
Poured out again
In the hearts of the meek;
This is a place like home to me,
A place where the last
Shall be first and the first
Shall be last, a place
Full of food given whole-heart,
Laughter shared for many miles,
The other cheek turned, because
That's how we were raised.
God bless the country church
That turns its heart toward You.


1 comment:

  1. Reminds me of the little church where God-fearing people first showed me Jesus.


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