The church today must come to see
Must learn to understand
Must free herself of world debris
Must serve as Jesus planned
Take off the mask she hides behind
Allow her face be seen
That all yet lost, still sick and blind
May see she’s Jesus’ queen
Through second birth she’ll raise her head
Quite free of all past shame
She’ll heal the sick she’ll raise the dead
In Jesus’ mighty name
She’ll take to hand God’s mighty sword
Adorned in robes of white
She’ll wear the ring of Christ The Lord
To flood the world with Light
All flesh will hear her righteous song
Will see her deeds of love
Revealing all in life that’s wrong
And Jesus’ way above
When thus in faith she’s spoken out
When to herself she dies
She’ll free the world of foolish doubt
Her light will open eyes
In one accord she’ll work the land
Lamps full with precious oil
She’ll be in Christ God’s willing hand
That ploughs the virgin soil
When once she’s drank The Promised dew
She’ll toil man’s soul to save
She’ll stand her Groom and Master true
And vanquish death and grave…
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem