I Love The Church Of God,
Structure Divine;
Her Children All Of One,
Through The Anointed Son,
Here And Around The Throne,
Pure And Sublime.

I Love The Church Of God;
Her Closed Door,
Held By That Pierced Hand,
Opens At His Command,
Welcomes The Contrite Friend,
Wealthy Or Poor.

I Love The Church Of God;
Her Gates Of Praise
Re-Echo Far And Near
Strains Of Angelic Cheer,
Mark Each Prophetic Year,
Number The Days.

I Love The Church Of God,
Beautiful Bride:
Fine Linen, Pure And Clean,
No Spot On Her Is Seen;
Low By Her Pastures Green
Still Waters Glide.

I Love The Church Of God,
Refuge Secure:
When Storms And Thunders Loud
Break From The Threatening Cloud,
Anguish The World Enshroud,
She Will Endure.

I Love The Church Of God;
Her Courts Of Love
Succor The Fainting Heart,
Strength To The Weak Impart;
Perfect In Every Part,
Here And Above.

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