There’s a church in New York City*

There’s a church in New York City*

Standing on the local ground;

There’s a lampstand brightly beaming

Shining out to millions ’round.

We were raised from every nation

Every people

tribe

and tongue—

With us God has gained a dwelling

’Tis where all His own may come.

In your midst

O New York City

Little do you realize—

Fallen is a seed within you

’Midst corruption it shall rise;

Rising up in resurrection

With an increase many fold

It shall blossom

manifesting

Riches of God’s life untold.

For the church in New York City

Faithfully the saints have prayed.

’Gainst the church in New York City

How the devil is enraged!

For behold

within the center

Of his kingdom

dark and grim

God has gained a testimony

Moving

fighting on for Him.

There’s a church in New York City

Who the gospel does proclaim

To the hungry

poor

and weary

Sick

imprisoned

and the lame.

Now this gospel of the kingdom

Shall be preached until the end;

Till the Lord who with the kingdom

Of the heavens does descend.

There’s a church in New York City

Honoring the risen Christ;

Caring for the other churches—

Following in truth and light;

With them in coordination

We the kingdom will possess;

Fighting as one mighty army

Till the kingdom’s manifest.