This was our theme song for the camp (from Stuart Townend)
I have seen a mystery,
The hopes of prayer and prophecy,
And rising from all peoples see, she comes.
Rescued, ransomed, lifted up,
Crowned with mercy, clothed in hope,
The object of all heaven's love, she comes.
It is the church,
The hope of all the world,
And here I fix my heart and hand,
I cannot turn away!
It is the church!
The passion of God's Son,
The goal of history, come.
You'll see we've nearly reached the day.
And she will be all glorious;
Fitting for Him whose bride she is.
In that day, in that day,
In that day, in that day.
It is the church...