The Village is not simply just a place
It is the people you love and care for
A place made of people full of God’s grace
It is insurmountable to yearn more

They say “Home is wherever you feel loved”
Yes I concur this place is just like home
Through struggles my convictions have not moved
Even when I feel cold, lost, and alone

I reminisce on memories of you
And contemplate the impact of heaven
All day I look back and say that “I grew;
Thank God for this day that I am given”

Once again you and I shall sweetly sing
Praises to God; behold the King of Kings