The Wayside Chapel

 

There's a little wayside chapel

Where the fragrant wildflowers grow,

And it's here I got to worship

The Lord God Whom I know.

He is the great Creator,

To earth He holds the deed;

He is the loving Shepherd

Who watches over me.

 

In this little wayside chapel

There's a reverence that glows,

For where two or three are gathered

In His name, He's there, I know.

So when darkness veils the sunlight

And the heart is sorely pressed,

In this little wayside chapel.

Here God grants me peace and rest.

 

~ Loise Pinkerton Fritz

 

For where two or three are

gathered in my name,

there I am in the midst of them.

Matthew 18:20