Just One Church?
I do not fancy there could be
One church throughout the land
United both in name and creed,
And joining hand in hand.
A church where everyone agrees,
A church without a schism;
Where no one’s called an ist or ite,
And no one starts an ism.
For in the kingdom of our Lord
Not all who love His name
Will always see things eye to eye,
Or do things just the same.
It seems our God must have a love
For great variety-
He made ten thousand kinds of birds,
A million different trees.
Diversity is by design-
That’s just how nature is,
And God Himself has made it so,
And all of it is His.
Now this is not to blame Him for
The splinter groups and sects,
But just to say conformity
Is not what God expects.
He knows the hearts of we who claim
To love Him and His Word,
And knows if we are doers of
The truths that we have heard.
He knows if we walk in the light
Of what we have received,
And if we’re truly genuine
In what we have believed.
Direction of the heart means more
Than how far we have gone-
Not where we are but what we are
Shows how much we have grown.
But I must say that I am sad
That men make their own laws,
And write unscriptural binding creeds,
And build up prideful walls.
As in the days when our dear Lord
On this old earth did trod,
Men keep traditions made by men
And not the word of God.
And most divisions are not based
On Scripture as it’s read,
But on how men interpret it,
And twists of terms instead.
Now it’s one thing to separate
From those who aren’t true brothers,
But feuding with the family-
Now that is quite another!
Some brothers aren’t as “orthodox,”
Some sisters aren’t as “right,”
But does that make them heretics,
Or foes that we must fight?
And even when we can’t agree
Can we not still be friends?
And can’t we unique brothers be,
Or must we all be twins?
And even though we may not dot
Our i’s and cross our t’s,
In just exactly the same way
Must we be enemies?
When brothers true put me outside
Small circles drawn by men,
Then I’ll just draw a bigger one
And take those brothers in.
But this is not to say that I
Am ecumenical,
Or harbor hopes of bridging gaps
Denominational.
And I have not the least desire
To form another group,
Or have one huge religious hash,
Or one stupendous soup.
But truly there is just one church,
One church with just one Head,
But this one church is not man-made,
But it is Spirit led.
And it has such a harmony
But not of creeds or laws,
And functions with a unity
Not made with gates or walls.
No, it is not invisible,
In sight it doth remain-
But it is in-divisible,
For Christ is not in twain.
It is a bond with brothers dear,
The witness of the Spirit;
A union through the Word of God
Of those with ears to hear it.
It is a knowing glance or smile
Upon a Christian’s face;
It is the blessed tie that binds,
It is a warm embrace.
It is the fellowship of truth,
The kinship of the heart;
It is the kingdom of our Lord
Of which we all are part.
It is the love of saints of God,
It is the hymns we sing;
It is the heritage we share,
For it’s a family thing,
The family of the born-again,
The army with one sword;
The building made of lively stones,
The body of our Lord.
It is the fold of the redeemed,
The house not made with hands,
The little flocks of two or three
And found in every land.
It is the New Jerusalem,
The city of our God,
It is the glorious march to Zion,
The saints of old have trod.
And I do not apologize
For this one church so true,
Though I am not a member of
The one that you go to.
And we are told that this old world
Will know us by our love,
And bye and bye we’ll all unite
In one great church above.
But ‘til we do I beg of you
Your family to embrace,
To fight the fight, to keep the faith,
And run a faithful race.
And do not waste your efforts on
The empires of small men,
But serve your Lord in just one church-
His kingdom without end.