My Beautiful Church

My church is made of Sandstone So beautiful outside and in I take each Sunday seriously As I address my daily sins For I feel the warmth of Jesus Inside every single room It brightens up my Sunday Wipes away my sense of gloom And on Monday night of worship I deeply bow my head in prayer As I feel His warmth around me And I sense His constant care My beautiful church towers Nearly to the sky it seems I love it when it pours down rain Or in the brilliant sunbeams The flowers, rocks and greenery Are all designed by the hand of God They hug the church I worship For they grow on precious sod!