Gifts to the Church
When Christ went to the Highest Place,
He went ahead and shed His grace;
Took His people giving an uplift,
By presenting each one a gift.
He also went deep into the earth,
Freeing those He saw their true worth;
And took them up to high above,
All for His compassion and love.
Some of them became as prophets,
Some as apostles or poets;
Some evangelists and teachers,
Others as pastors and preachers.
Since each job does have its merit,
For unity of the Spirit;
Times and treasures are sacrificed,
To build up the body of Christ.
Unity in faith we attain,
United for the Christ to reign;
Until we have become mature,
No longer tempted by the lure.
Then we will measure up to Christ,
No longer are we felt enticed,
To the standard of our worth,
Why He gave us a second birth.
And in the truth lovingly speak,
In knowing all that we shall seek;
It is righteousness we are fed,
Remembering Christ is the head.
Copyright © 2012 Richard Newton Sherrer
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