In sacred halls where hearts entwine,
A church, a beacon, built divine.
Do we, as kin, each other raise,
Or wander lost in selfish days?
With open doors and souls laid bare,
Can we truly mend what’s worn by care?

Through whispered prayers and songs that soar,
We seek the light we all adore.
Each hand extended, each tear dried,
Becomes the bridge where hope resides.
Yet do our actions match our creed,
Or falter in the face of need?

When shadows fall, and doubts take hold,
When hearts grow weary, spirits cold,
A gentle word, a steadfast friend,
Can spark the flame that helps us mend.
With hands clasped tight, we bear the load,
Each step a vow on faith’s great road.

The stranger welcomed, table spread,
A seat for all, no soul unfed.
In hospitality’s warm embrace,
We find the beauty of God’s grace.
But do we open wide our door,
Or guard our hearts, and offer more?

When one among us stumbles low,
Do we reach down, or turn and go?
A woven cord, our strength combined,
Lifts up the lost, the left behind.
In truth, in song, in humble care,
We rise as one, our burdens shared.

The broken find a place to heal,
The silenced find their voice to feel.
The lonely name this house their home,
No heart condemned to walk alone.
Yet still we ask, with searching gaze,
Do we reflect love’s boundless ways?

Through every trial, every storm,
This church, our refuge, keeps us warm.
Each act of kindness, small or grand,
Builds up the weak to firmly stand.
With care that binds, through love we strive,
To keep this sacred flame alive.

In fellowship, we’re called to be
A light for all eternity.
With open hearts, we seek to prove
The strength of grace, the truth of love.
But as we gather, hand in hand,
Church, do we really build each other up?

And I saw a new heaven and a new earth: for the first heaven and the first earth were passed away; and there was no more sea. And I John saw the holy city, new Jerusalem, coming down from God out of heaven, prepared as a bride adorned for her husband. And I heard a great voice out of heaven saying, Behold, the tabernacle of God is with men, and he will dwell with them, and they shall be his people, and God himself shall be with them, and be their God. And God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes; and there shall be no more death, neither sorrow, nor crying, neither shall there be any more pain: for the former things are passed away. And he that sat upon the throne said, Behold, I make all things new. And he said unto me, Write: for these words are true and faithful. And he said unto me, It is done. I am Alpha and Omega, the beginning and the end. I will give unto him that is athirst of the fountain of the water of life freely. He that overcometh shall inherit all things; and I will be his God, and he shall be my son. But the fearful, and unbelieving, and the abominable, and murderers, and whoremongers, and sorcerers, and idolaters, and all liars, shall have their part in the lake which burneth with fire and brimstone: which is the second death. And there came unto me one of the seven angels which had the seven vials full of the seven last plagues, and talked with me, saying, Come hither, I will shew thee the bride, the Lamb’s wife. And he carried me away in the spirit to a great and high mountain, and shewed me that great city, the holy Jerusalem, descending out of heaven from God, Having the glory of God: and her light was like unto a stone most precious, even like a jasper stone, clear as crystal; And had a wall great and high, and had twelve gates, and at the gates twelve angels, and names written thereon, which are the names of the twelve tribes of the children of Israel: On the east three gates; on the north three gates; on the south three gates; and on the west three gates. And the wall of the city had twelve foundations, and in them the names of the twelve apostles of the Lamb. And he that talked with me had a golden reed to measure the city, and the gates thereof, and the wall thereof. And the city lieth foursquare, and the length is as large as the breadth: and he measured the city with the reed, twelve thousand furlongs. The length and the breadth and the height of it are equal. And he measured the wall thereof, an hundred and forty and four cubits, according to the measure of a man, that is, of the angel. And the building of the wall of it was of jasper: and the city was pure gold, like unto clear glass. And the foundations of the wall of the city were garnished with all manner of precious stones. The first foundation was jasper; the second, sapphire; the third, a chalcedony; the fourth, an emerald; The fifth, sardonyx; the sixth, sardius; the seventh, chrysolyte; the eighth, beryl; the ninth, a topaz; the tenth, a chrysoprasus; the eleventh, a jacinth; the twelfth, an amethyst. And the twelve gates were twelve pearls: every several gate was of one pearl: and the street of the city was pure gold, as it were transparent glass. And I saw no temple therein: for the Lord God Almighty and the Lamb are the temple of it. And the city had no need of the sun, neither of the moon, to shine in it: for the glory of God did lighten it, and the Lamb is the light thereof. And the nations of them which are saved shall walk in the light of it: and the kings of the earth do bring their glory and honour into it. And the gates of it shall not be shut at all by day: for there shall be no night there. And they shall bring the glory and honour of the nations into it. And there shall in no wise enter into it any thing that defileth, neither whatsoever worketh abomination, or maketh a lie: but they which are written in the Lamb’s book of life.

Beneath a sky where dawn’s embrace outshines the stars’ soft gleam,
The New Jerusalem descends, fulfilling heaven’s dream.
Its walls of jasper catch the light, a fortress glowing bright,
Each gate a pearl of lustrous grace, each street pure gold, alight.

No sun ascends, no moon ascends, yet glory fills the air,
The Lamb, our light, His radiance streams, His presence everywhere.
Through crystal rivers, clear as glass, the waters of life flow free,
The tree of life, with healing leaves, blooms for eternity.

No shadow creeps, no darkness falls, no sorrow clouds the day,
Hope’s promise blooms in every heart, where tears have passed away.
The throne of God, majestic, high, pours mercy like a flood,
And grateful souls, redeemed, arise, washed clean by Jesus’ blood.

No curse remains, no pain endures, the gates stand open wide,
All nations stream to worship Him, where love and truth abide.
O city fair, O radiant home, your beauty lifts our gaze,
With thankful hearts, we sing His name, enraptured by His grace.

For freely given, salvation comes, through Christ’s own sacrifice,
His blood has cleansed, redeemed our souls, and paid the boundless price.
A new creation, heart and soul, we soar on Spirit’s flame,
The promise of this heaven’s hope forever bears His name.