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THE ATLANTA CHURCH
Words & Music by Mark Anderson
Sung by Monroe Crossing
There's a church at the end of two old gravel roads,
Where my family would gather to pray;
Our spiritual home for a century and more,
That beckons to those far away.
But they'll close the old church now this weekend,
For a brand new church in the town;
Seem the congregation has grown so,
Dear old great-granddaddy would be proud.
Just a plain slat-board church with a steeple so tall,
You can see it for miles around;
And a plot in the back where our ancestors rest,
‘Till they're called from the consecrated ground.
But they'll close the old church now this weekend,
For a brand new church in the town;
But today the rafters will echo,
Songs of praise, what a glorious sound.
There's a church at the end of two old gravel roads,
That my mother's grandfather help build;
The center of hope for a new prairie town,
That faith in our Lord has filled.
But they'll close the old church now this weekend,
For a brand new church in the town;
And there the tradition continues,
In the brand new church in the town.
Evermore the rafters will echo,
In the brand new church in the town.