Do you see them in the cities

Do you see them in the cities

Meeting on the local ground?

They’re the local

golden lampstands

Where the Lord His home has found.

’Tis the local church

the church God has chosen

Where all the saints dwell as one!

’Tis the local church

the church God has chosen

Where all the saints dwell as one!

Do you see them in the meetings

Lifting up their voice on high

Every brother

sister sharing

Christ the Lord to magnify?

Do you hear them all pray-reading

Breathing in the living Word?

Praying

praising

drinking

feeding

How they all enjoy the Lord!

Do you hear them call

“Lord Jesus“?

How they love that blessed name!

All the more their joy increases

As His Lordship they proclaim.

Have you heard their hallelujahs

Like a mighty thunder blast?

Hallelujah! Hallelujah!

Down the enemy is cast!

Do you see the saints migrating?

Praise the Lord the move is on

For the church in every city

That our blessed Lord may come!

Do you see the Lord is coming

For the church for whom He died?

In the churches He’s preparing

Now His holy

chosen Bride.

’Tis a glorious church without spot or wrinkle

Filled with the glory of the Lord!

’Tis a glorious church without spot or wrinkle

Filled with the glory of the Lord!