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I will build my church   Not with flying buttresses stained glass or great steeples  miter hats or silken dress but with a substance nothing equals faith here needs no crucifix lambs sacrificed or altars artifacts or man-made bricks or unsteady things that falter as before my word simple faith bows down gathered two in my name or three my grace and angels on earth surround as I stand in the midst of thee walls of salvation held in place not with glue, men’s rules or mortar but with fruit of the Spirit and my grace and love, heaven’s song I taught her. -id