Make us a symphony of One
Focused upon One conductor
Tuned to One concert pitch
Submitted to One tempo
Content to play One part
Perfected to One sound
Resulting in One purpose
The praise of our Composer
Free us from solo vain glory
Content us to watch as we rest
Ready to play our one measure
Trusting our Maestro knows best
Teach us love’s concert ambition
Cleanse us from comparing pride
Put to death vain competition
Let harmony's fruit now abide
That Thou blessed Lord may have pleasure
Diverse yet through unity one
Accomplishing Your One true treasure
The summation of all in Your SON
Poem written by Alan
"Has it ever occurred to you that one hundred pianos all tuned to the same fork are automatically tuned to each other? They are of one accord by being tuned, not to each other, but to another standard to which each one must individually bow. So one hundred worshippers meeting together, each one looking away to Christ, are in heart nearer to each other than they could possibly be were they to become unity conscious and turn their eyes away from God to strive for closer fellowship. Social religion is perfected when private religion is purified. The body becomes stronger as its members become healthier. The whole church of God gains when the members that compose it begin to seek a better and a higher life."
~A.W. Tozer
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