Soft cloud of beauty 
 hovered across the room

Simple building of knotted pine
 mismatched pews
 chairs with mended legs

With arms open wide 
 everyone was welcomed
Names were not ask
 purpose overruled matter

Amazing Grace
 as no one had ever felt

They called it... Shekinah glory

 Ooooh...Whats that smell?
         Whats that sound?

Joyful laughter
Heavenly dance
Language being spoken
 with a different tongue
Gifts of the Spirit
 all working in different ways

Giving... Honor Peace Joy Happiness

They said... It is not found 
           inside a building
They said... It is found
           inside your soul

They called it... Shekinah glory

They said... It Is Real  

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