All up and down this troubled land confusion reigns today;

As honest folks on every hand in doubt are heard to say;

“I cannot tell which church to join, there are so very many.”

To whom we offer this advice -- you should never join any!

You cannot join the church of Christ, no man can vote you in.

The Lord Himself will add you, when He saves you from your sin.

Then take no chances, neighbor; this race but once you'll run.

A church you'd join would be of man, and not the proper one.

Beware a church you cannot find within the sacred pages;

Be safe, dear sinner, rest your soul upon the Rock of Ages.

Be added to His blood-bought church, and drink salvation’s cup.

For every plant God planted not, it shall be rooted up.

No mourner’s bench on Pentecost, the inspired Peter fitted,

But said, “Repent and be baptized, that your sins may be remitted.”

The Lord, who saved and added those who did that day His will;

Will do the same for you, dear friend, for He is adding still,

Let not false teachers lead you wrong, nor close your eyes in slumber;

When Jesus said He'd build His church, 'twas not in plural number!

No choice of churches, neighbor mine, is found beneath the sun,

Though men may have a thousand, our Saviour has but one.