Mi Iglesia

So long ago I bought a church
At the price of blood amidst raw pain
So long ago I sent my son
To rescue what was lost

So long ago I've been longing
For that humble surrender of a worshipper
Who only bows before my presence
And not to the offerings of a position

So long ago I've been longing for
Them to show my image, which is that of love
That doesn't get lost among so many people
That is different only like me
That doesn't divide as it sometimes does
Entering into contentions and arguments
Seeking to be greater than the other
When in the universe the great one is me
I want a church that gives me glory

And seeks unity

I want a church that heals the wounded
That breaks chains, frees the captive
That clarifies the mind of the confused
And speaks truth

I want a church that with its gaze
Brings hope to the distressed soul
I want a church that heals the wound

Of this humanity
I want a flock where my sheep
Feel safe and full of peace
Where my word is their nourishment

There I want to dwell

I want a church that with its praise
Perfumes my throne, gives me that place
A church that knows how to make a difference
Between good and evil

Where is the church that was forgiven
And was delivered from the atrocious punishment
That when seeing if someone has fallen
Extends a hand and forgives their mistake

Church awake, the time of your redemption has come