Repair Our Temple

 

Standing strong for many years 

Built with blood and many tears

Hewn from granite pure and raw

Within its wall we’re taught God’s law. 

Time does not respect the stone

It wears away down to the bone. 

Walls and bedrock weaken with time 

We must restore with hearts sublime. 

We must do this with our own life

Repent and stay away from strife. 

This process many times is long

But in the end will make us strong. 

A change of heart requires pain

Just as flowers need the rain. 

Just as plants start from a hole

We all will blossom and be whole. 

As we become a better child

Our hurts will turn and become mild. 

We will look back on what was done 

And give all glory to God’s son. 

This temple that is in repair 

Will one day be beyond compare. 

The same will be for our own soul

For Jesus Christ paid the full toll. 

What a grand day that will be

With my own eyes, the Christ I see. 

Changed by His atoning blood

My tears will flow as if a flood!