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There is a Green Hill

© Jim Low
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There is a green hill in a town
Where once a church stood proud
Its bell would ring
And all would sing
The hymns of praise aloud.

A place of worship where one found
A refuge from life's storm
Renewed your faith
Through fellowship
Then left with hope reborn.

But now this church is falling down
The grass around is high
Its roof half gone
The only song
The wind, a mournful cry.

 

And many buildings like this one
Their future now denied
Deserted, broken, almost ruined
They dot the countryside.

Where are they, who perched the pews
Baptised and married there?
Did they achieve their hopes and dreams
And find eternal fare?

Briar Hill
30 March 2009