We no longer follow cloud by day, Or fire that lights the desert way, No pillar rising in the night Yet God is near, not lost to sight.
Through Christ, His dwelling place is found In humble hearts where faith abounds. Not built with gold or tent or stone, But lives He gladly calls His home.
When we walk close, in step, aligned, His presence guards both heart and mind. He goes before, He walks beside, Our faithful guide, our sheltering light.
Still leading on, still strong, still true The God of fire now lives in you.
1 Corinthians 3:16 (KJV) “Know ye not that ye are the temple of God, and that the Spirit of God dwelleth in you?”
