They meet in Solomon’s Colonnade
Excitement in the air,
Peace,
Hope so strong.
You can taste the expectancy,
Feel the power,
The revelation that something magnificent has taken place.
Awe and wonder,
Miracles daily
Meeting together,
United as one
And there foundations laid,
Patterns woven
The great mystery of beautifully treading upon earth as in heaven
Numbers they grow
As they gather together
They share what they have,
None are in want
Unity sweet
Friendship anointed
With purpose and grace there is no looking back
And this they call ‘church’
The bride,
The great beauty
And even to death they believe in the cause
With the power of the Spirit
There is no hesitation
As they walk with the truth and live life for the King
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