~The Old Church~

The old church stands in the trees
With a lovely old bell in the steeple
Every Sunday it rings loud and clear
Its sound calls to all the people.

This old church we love it so
And when the steeple bell rings
We know it is time to go
To praise our Lord and sing.

As we enter the door we find release
From all our cares and stress
Our heart fills with love and peace
Because we feel God's sweet caress.

The Sunday School teacher will teach
Then we listen to the pastor preach
Everyone joins in singing and prayer
Thanking God that we are gathered there.

Glenna M. Baugh © 2006
Living by Faith
Written 1-3-06

"May our Lord bless and keep us"
Quote by Glenna

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