| A small white church sits at the edge of
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| | And increased the congregation, I do
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| town
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| | confess
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| Some people said why don't you tear it
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| | Brother Joe became their preacherman
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| down
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| | He was widely known as a Jesus fan
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| After all, the congregation is only three
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| | The church grew and grew and grew
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| or four
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| | The Lord added daily, sometimes one
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| You might as well close the church door
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| | sometimes two
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| These few saints, faithful to the Lord
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| | Faith and commitment to Christ the King
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| Kept the door open though they could
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| | Makes the heavens rejoice and the angels
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| barely afford
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| | sing
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| To pay the preacher, the utilities and
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| | Ward Memorial is spreading the Good News
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| the rest
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| | And the Lord is rapidly filling the pews
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| They gave from their hearts their very
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| | This poem is a tribute to those faithful
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| best
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| | few
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| To the Lord in heaven they knelt in
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| | And to the Lord who makes all things new
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| prayer
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| | May Ward Memorial continue to be a light
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| And committed Ward Memorial church to His
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| | And draw others to Jesus who makes things
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| care
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| | right.
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| He saw their faithfulness and began to
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| | Copyright 2005 Irvin L.
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| bless
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