An Advent poem about Church

Heart beats within the mother’s womb
O church it beats inside of you
Warm dark with thrumming mother’s heart
O church this heart belongs to you

This Chapel placed within this town
The promised Christ in Bethlehem
Within the common world we’re found
This guestroom is our habitation

That He would trust Himself to us
Here lies the mystery of His love
Unsheltered from free will it’s thrust
True love, it’s cost does He so prove

God with us in this assembly
Here in us He is in history