1: She's a building of beings bein' constructed, is the cornerstone Foundation built on another and you's a goner built on Him, supported by Him, conformed to Him Now she's a of bodies who transformed through Him A temple breathes, we are the halls We are the or more, we are the walls Manifold of God no longer a mystery The church is the pinnacle of our history One flesh homie The Tri-union is glorified through our communion Still the reality is she was born a casualty Though she's made alive still affected by depravity Once lived in sin and enslaved by her and Folks catch her slippin' and turn away disgusted She's a in progress, Christ is the head of her And He wash her clean the words He done said to her Already but really she's not dressed And sometimes she look silly but she's far a mess 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 her Man come back she gone look so pretty She the You see her actin' crazy Be patient with her though cause she still baby She the Before you her, get to know her Jesus got a thing for her and He just to show her She the She ain't bricks and She all of God's people, men and children We the
2: Her name is Ecclesia, meaning the to the Trinity, no other divinity A body, family and a she is all one But on Earth you see her in congregational ones A microcosm or a small scale But it is the even though it's just a sample Invisible, spiritual, physical, Not a temple, never that simple This a not a building, she is not She's a world but ain't 'bout gettin' rich fakes cause a lot of folks to hate Plus her hands get dirty and her get scraped And sometimes her body parts start outta place Legs tryna be the arms, arms thinkin' they the But she'll never be replaced with a one man Or a small Taliban with nobody in
3: Some don't get it so hate They say she's on a paper chase, they say she's fake So they go start a ministry so can do the work But they don't understand how Jesus about His Church And yeah they make disciples, got conversions They take care of the and the orphans, man they be workin' But none of them are and no church structure No elders and no discipline, they have no And they don't submit, but a few of them are baptized People how I pray that you'd look at this thing from eyes Take responsibility the whole council Not just the where you might have a mouthful Who should folks submit to, who'll conduct the If excommunicated, body will they be missin' then? Peep Ephesians 4 where Paul practical 1 and Titus if you thinkin' I'm irrational