My old church has seen a lot of smiles and many tears.
And God has kept it strong and sturdy for 120 years.
It has a big steeple that people can see for miles around.
Many souls have been lost, yet here, some were found.
Many of God’s seeds were planted here this much I know,
And it has been for a hundred and twenty years or so.
A lot of us found God here and some of us went astray.
Some of us came back and some never went away.
It has been seventy years since I first came in the door.
As I get older, I seem to love this old church even more.
This church has weathered a lot of storms in its day.
But when the skies cleared this old church was o.k.
Welcome to our little church with the big steeple.
Come have a talk with God and some good people.
©8/6/2019 Walt Perryman
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