The
Most Beautiful Church
Copyright
2006 L.Anguss Smith
May be used for non-profit ministry purposes
only.
I walked through a beautiful church, today
Where there was no altar at which to pray
No steeple pointing to heavenward views
No plush carpet beneath its padded pews
No artistically stained glass to inspire the soul
No central aisle where a bride might stroll
No choir loft or special seating for the pastors
No painted ceilings by the ancient masters
No sacred wooden pulpit did my eyes see
No central cross, hung over the baptistery
No educational wings with connecting halls
For this was the church without any walls.
The beautiful church I was walking through,
Is the one Satan’s forces can never subdue.
It’s the church Christ has built upon the Rock
Against which hell’s forces can only knock.
Made up of those for whom Christ did atone
With our Savior, himself the cornerstone.
A grand edifice not made from man’s desire
Nor destroyed by some arsonist’s fire.
So, even if your church house is in ashen rubble
It’s only temporary inconvenience and trouble,
You’re in the church more beautiful than all others
Wherever you walk with your sisters and brothers.
