1: She's a building of bein' constructed, Christ is the cornerstone built on another and you's a goner homes She's built on Him, by Him, conformed to Him Now she's a body of bodies who transformed Him A that breathes, we are the halls We are the floorboards or more, we are the Manifold wisdom of God no a mystery The church is the pinnacle of our salvific One union homie The Tri-union is glorified through our corporatized Still the reality is she was born a casualty Though made alive she's still affected by depravity lived in sin and enslaved by her lust and Folks catch her slippin' and they turn disgusted a work in progress, Christ is the head of her And He wash her clean with the words He done to her Already pretty but really not dressed And sometimes she look silly but she's far from a Yes, please don't be dissin' cause done paid grip And if you didn't you should call her Misses I'm talking the Church
I she may look gritty When her Man come back she gone so pretty She the You might see her actin' Be patient her though cause she still God's baby She the Before you her, get to know her Jesus got a thing for her and He died just to her She the She ain't bricks and She all of God's people, men women and We the
2: Her is Ecclesia, meaning the assembly to the Trinity, no other divinity A body, family and a she is all one But on Earth you see her in congregational small A microcosm or a small example But it is the church even it's just a sample Invisible, spiritual, physical, Not a temple, never that simple This a not a building, she is not a world changer but ain't 'bout gettin' rich Perpetratin' fakes a lot of folks to hate Plus her hands get dirty and her feet get And sometimes her body parts start acting place Legs tryna be the arms, arms thinkin' the face But she'll never be replaced with a one man Or a small with nobody in command
3: Some don't get it so hate They say she's on a paper chase, they say really fake So they go start a ministry so they can do the But they don't how Jesus feel about His Church And they make disciples, got plenty conversions They take care of the widows and the orphans, man be workin' But none of them are Church and no structure No elders and no discipline, have no conductor And they don't submit, but quite a few of are baptized People how I pray you'd look at this thing from God's eyes Take responsibility inside the whole Not just the area you might have a mouthful Who should folks submit to, who'll the discipline? If excommunicated, what body will be missin' then? Peep Ephesians 4 Paul gets practical 1 and Titus if you thinkin' I'm irrational