Gathered in His Name

I’ve walked through doors with crosses high, Heard the songs reach up to the sky. But still I know how pride can grow— Lord, cleanse the places we don’t show. We lift our hands but miss Your grace, When rules and titles take Your place. You're not impressed by outward ways, You seek the heart that humbly prays. **🎶 Where two or three come in Your name, You show up just the same. Not for a show or who’s got more— But for the humble at the door. We’re not better, we’re just saved, And only holy by Your grace. 🎶** We’ve called our ways the only light, And claimed we're always in the right. But Jesus walked on dusty roads, Not just in temples or in robes. He touched the lost, embraced the shamed, And never played religion’s game. He calls us now to drop our pride, And walk in love right by His side. **🎶 Where two or three come in Your name, You show up just the same. Not for a show or who’s got more— But for the humble at the door. We’re not better, we’re just saved, And only holy by Your grace. 🎶** Not about titles or church design… But hearts that whisper, “Your will, not mine.” Let every house be filled with love— Not self, not pride—but things above. **🎶 Where two or three come in Your name, You show up just the same. Not for a show or who’s got more— But for the humble at the door. Let’s tear down walls and drop the game, We’re only holy… in Your name. 🎶 We’re only holy… in Your name.** 🎶 So here we bow, no need to climb, Just resting in Your love divine. No more to prove, no pride to claim— We're only holy… in Your name. 🎶