The Church Poem by Pene Burkey

The Church



The Church is not a building;
It's a body.
It has no rooms for cleaning,
Or a lobby.
You cannot paint its walls -or-
Greet in the halls.
The Church is not a building;
It's a body.

The Church is not an office;
It's a body.
It's not a place for business
Or a party.
It's not where we meet -or-
Where we take a seat.
The Church is not a building;
It's a body.

The Church is not in town;
It is the City.
It's not built upon the ground
Or with money.
You can't hang up a sign
On brick, oak, or pine.
The Church is not in town;
It is the City.

The Church is the Bride;
Jesus is the Groom.
Together they abide
As new Jerusalem.

The Church is the Kingdom;
Its light is the Lord.
For us He has come,
So faithful is His Word!

Copyright ©2000 Pene Burkey

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