I dream of a church that is
In one accord, united in the Holy Spirit.
A church not willing to compromise with the world,
But willing to be bold as Peter
Was on the day of Pentecost.
I dream of a church where pastors
Are radical, on fire for Jesus.
Not trying to please man
Or worry about rank or status.
Ministers who are true to their calling
To go for souls and go for the worst.
I dream of a church where members
Can stand up and fight
And come alongside together
To wage war against sin and shame.
Nothing can hold them back
Because they have power in Jesus name!
I dream of a church who is so in love with Jesus
Willing to forsake the things of the world
And walk united as the Bride of Christ.
A church that is a force to be reckoned with
That makes demons flee.
I dream of a church that God is our priority
Not money or fame,
or worried about ourselves and our image,
That when we share a cup of cold water,
Others will see the Gospel living in us
So, the whosoever no matter their position,
Will be won to the Kingdom.
I dream of the Church, God’s holy people,
Being a redeemed, restored, and radical people
On fire for Jesus
From hell’s fury to Holy Spirit flames.
For this, I give my life
And I am not ashamed
I want to see the captives set free
And men completely saved.