Denominations Poem by Michael P. Johnson

We see church numbers slip and slide
We watch them close their gate
When through denominational pride
We choose to segregate

Yet God’s resolved to make us one
Devoid of sin and shame
Uniting in His only Son
And in His holy name

We say the other church is wrong
Our doctrine rich and fair
But is it not the devil’s song?
When love we fail to share

The church, to free herself of rot
Must stop this foolish fight
Must be aware of Satan’s plot
Must now in Christ unite

We need to think before we speak
Question the things we tell
Not try to make the bride feel weak
Through tales that come from hell

We each today should understand
Such things to lay aside
That all within Christ’s mighty hand
Were chosen as His bride

We need to love with all our heart
Until the church is whole
Not with our mouth tear Christ apart
And fail to reach our goal

When one united in God’s sight
When hand in hand we sing
We’ll stand in robes of Liquid Light
Beneath our Saviour’s wing