The Red Brick Church that Built Me
If pianos can play, surely there’s a choir to sing
Jesus Hold My hand ‘til Heaven’s Jubilee
When we can all meet up yonder
Cause some of us have folks to see!
Sunday School and Children’s church with
Sword drills, Specials, Lessons
And Sister Lucy on grand piano
For the Penny March procession
Sister Garsee sang of the Goodness of Jesus
And Bro. CJ strolled over heaven
Bro. Mac and the youth in the upper room
Brought the fire down right about seven.
From rapture drills to victory marches
Waving flags around Felix’s recorder
From Jerusalem To Judea and the Uttermost
We’d send up praises over and over
Bro. Bennett trending from his chair
Off-side for Bible Study Wednesday
Led us to worship, sing, and testify
In the Spirit on Saturday AND Sunday.
Bro. Otis’ orchestra and Sister Catherine’s choir
Were part of every dream
Pick your instrument, Sing your part
And, join the street-service team
We all got saved, and slept on pews
Some with curlers in their hair
We sang first solos, Walked through prayer lines,
Learned to bend our knees in prayer
A changing of the guard, Bro.Hennigan came
This old church of Higher Ground
Still housed our children, Welcomed us home
When fire sent us back around
The pictures may fade but the Spirit lives on
Binding our hearts as one
Until one day it won’t be a drill
And we’re finally all gathered home
