A place of peace, a place of rest
Where hearts can heal, and souls are blessed
The church stands tall, a beacon bright
Guiding us forward, through the dark of night

Within its walls, a community gathers round
To share their stories, their joys, and their wounds
Together they pray, and sing, and give thanks
For the love that binds them, and the grace that banks

The church is more than just a building or a space
It's a symbol of hope, and a place of grace
Where we can find comfort, and solace too
And feel the presence of God, in all we do

So let us cherish, this sacred place
And honor the love, that fills every face
For in the church, we find our peace
And a sense of belonging, that will never cease.