Fellowship Poem by Kathryn Tyler King

What is it that we find in fellowship
that remains lasting throughout the years?
We are given a love that truly equips
tired bodies lacking spiritual gears.

What is it in a group that loves Christ
that brings truth to light and warm cheer?
I know where there’s joy and peace first
in the arms of our Lord who’s brought near.

Where can a soul find a new home
where there’s never strife nor ever fear?
It’s with people so filled and so grown,
never weary of the task to show what’s here.

In their midst there lives and loves our Saviour
who died many years ago and now walks
among bodies physically dead who merely savor
the new creature who can defeat Satan’s faults.

What is it that we find in fellowship?
There are laughs and tears of great joy,
for never will a person be left unequipped
to spread the Gospel, he’s salt not an alloy.