The Bride

Verse 1:

She's a building of beings bein' constructed, Christ is the cornerstone

Foundation built on another and you's a goner homes

She's built on Him, supported by Him, conformed to Him

Now she's a body of bodies who transformed through Him

A temple that breathes, we are the halls

We are the floorboards or more, we are the walls

Manifold wisdom of God no longer a mystery

The church is the pinnacle of our salvific history

One flesh union homie

The Tri-union is glorified through our corporatized communion

Still the present reality is she was born a casualty

Though she's made alive she's still affected by depravity

Once lived in sin and enslaved by her lust and

Folks catch her slippin' and they turn away disgusted

She's a work in progress, Christ is the head of her

And He wash her clean with the words He done said to her

Already pretty but really she's not dressed

And sometimes she look silly but she's far from a mess

Yes, please don't be dissin' cause Jesus done paid grip

And if you didn't then you should call her Misses

I'm talking 'bout the Church

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I know she may look gritty

When her Man come back she gone look so pretty

She the Church

You might see her actin' crazy

Be patient with her though cause she still God's baby

She the Church

Before you diss her, get to know her

Jesus got a thing for her and He died just to show her

She the Church

She ain't bricks and buildings

She all of God's people, men women and children

We the Church

Verse 2:

Her name is Ecclesia, meaning the assembly

Bows to the Trinity, no other divinity

A body, family and a community she is all one

But on Earth you see her in congregational small ones

A microcosm or a small scale example

But it is the church even though it's just a sample

Invisible, spiritual, physical, visible

Not a brick temple, never that simple

This a not a building, she is not bricks

She's a world changer but ain't 'bout gettin' rich

Perpetratin' fakes cause a lot of folks to hate

Plus her hands get dirty and her feet get scraped

And sometimes her body parts start acting outta place

Legs tryna be the arms, arms thinkin' they the face

But she'll never be replaced with a one man band

Or a small Taliban with nobody in command

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Verse 3:

Some don't get it so they hate

They say she's on a paper chase, they say she's really fake

So they go start a ministry so they can do the work

But they don't understand how Jesus feel about His Church

And yeah they make disciples, got plenty conversions

They take care of the widows and the orphans, man they be workin'

But none of them are Church and no church structure

No elders and no discipline, they have no conductor

And they don't submit, but quite a few of them are baptized

People how I pray that you'd look at this thing from God's eyes

Take responsibility inside the whole council

Not just the area where you might have a mouthful

Who should folks submit to, who'll conduct the discipline?

If excommunicated, what body will they be missin' then?

Peep Ephesians 4 where Paul gets practical

1 Timothy and Titus if you thinkin' I'm irrational

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