Just walking thru those church doors

I feel joy within my heart.

And smiles on greeter’s faces

Makes me feel that I’m a part!

There are saints and there are sinners;

There are meek and there are brave;

There are teachers; there are learners;

Some who falter; some who save.

Some who speak and some are quiet

Some are always singing, too.

Some who ask to be forgiven

Some who don’t know what to do.

There are some who are in sorrow

And feeling pain inside.

Some are lonely and unhappy

Missing someone who has died.

There are some who come each Sunday

And those who miss a few.

Some who long to be there always,

Some uneasy in the pew.

There are those who feel the love of God

And those who feel unrest

There are those who need a blessing

And those who want to bless.

There is faith and inspiration

And a love for God I see

This place fills my spirit’s longing

This is where I want to be!