One by one we gather, every Sunday morn
Some have come into this place from the day that they were born
Some awakened lately to the glory of his name
Each has equal favor, ‘cause he loves us all the same

It’s the work of many hands, it’s the sound of many voices
It’s the love of many hearts that make a church

Creating, crafting, singing, or speaking from the heart
Each of us has special gifts that make us who we are
We know that our talents were given from above
The Holy Spirit gives the gift, and we pass it on with love

It’s the work of many hands, it’s the sound of many voices
It’s the love of many hearts that make a church

Someone said the Christian path is narrow and long
On the wider avenues, there’s so much to be done
So feed the hungry, find the friendless, let your spirit soar
You never know when Jesus Christ is walking through the door

It’s the work of many hands, it’s the sound of many voices
It’s the love of many hearts that make a church

© 1997 Amy Barlow, Beehat Baby Publishing

Shout out to Rev. Cliff Aerie of The Oikos Ensemble, who was my pastor at First Congregational Church in Binghamton, NY years ago. Not only did he encourage my songwriting ministry (he produced this track), but he married Lex and me in 1998.

Stay safe and stay blessed, my people. Love, Amy