Must God be found within the Church alone,
In rites performed by fragile human hands?
Does sacrament save hearts still formed of stone?
Does prayer outwit one’s selfish, vain demands?
By souls that claim to know His holy Word
I have been scorned and duly cast aside
But Jesus’ love in me is not deferred
For He alone serves as my Lord and Guide.
The Lord is not by walls of concrete bound
Nor fixed by time nor words from cleric’s lips
God is the sky, the sun, the air, the ground
He is the anchor of our spirits’ wand’ring ships.
A Church is built within my very soul
Its strong foundations keep my spirit whole.
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