How blest this place where God is praised
as all the seasons sing;
the wind and snow, the gentle breeze
in turn their tribute bring.
The loon's return, the falling leaves
reveal God's faithfulness,
so let us join with nature's choir
and sing in thankfulness.
How blest this place where Christ is known
as bread and wine are shared,
as old divisions, now outworn,
are lovingly repaired.
Here worship hallows each one's work
and faith is fed by prayer,
as day by day we celebrate
Christ's love beyond compare.
How blest this place the Spirit fills
with questing minds and hearts.
Here time allows them to pursue
what scholarship imparts.
As insights, hopes and lives are shared
in close community,
the Spirit sows, for future growth,
the seeds of unity.
How blest this place where we are met
in God's surprising ways:
a lakeside walk, a silent time,
a joyful hymn of praise.
As we discover whose we are,
God grant us to acquire
a heart and mind endowed with sparks
of pentecostal fire.