The Church in the Wildwood

 

The Church in the Wildwood

If you have grown up in a small church, then you know what church family means. Everyone knows each other and prays together. The potlucks are spectacular and the worship is filled with the Holy Spirit. My first church building was small, and we grew in numbers to where expansion was necessary. It doesn’t matter how small or how big your church building or your church family is. What matters is, can you find Jesus there. Do you have such a relationship with Him that you can feel His presence beside you? If not, you need to examine yourself and where you worship to see what is missing.

Lyrics by William S. Pitts, arranged by William S. Pitts

“There’s a church in the valley by the wildwood, no lovelier spot in the dale; No place is so dear to my childhood as the little brown church in the vale.

Oh, come to the church in the wildwood, to the trees where the wildflowers bloom; Where the parting hymn will be chanted, we will weep by the side of the tomb.

How sweet on a clear Sunday morning, to list to the clear ringing bell; It tones so sweetly are calling, oh, come the church in the vale.

From the church in the valley by the wildwood, when day fades away in the night, I would fain from this spot of my childhood wing my way to the mansions of light.

Come to the church in the wildwood, Oh, come to the church in the vale.”

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