Back to the Morning Light

We walk the path. The saints once trod, in truth and

love, restored to God. No creed but Christ, no walls remain.

The Church reborn, no earthly chain. From acts we rise in holy flame.

One body, one spirit, one sacred name. Back to the morning light,

where the Church stood pure and bright. No division, no disguise.

Just the word that never dies. We are the bride, clothed in white,

restored in grace, in Heaven's sight. Repentance deep, a soul made new.

Sanctified in spirits do. No sin allowed, no compromise. We live the