I ran across a poem recently by an unknown author called "A Perfect Church".
I think that I shall never see
A Church that's all it ought to be.
A Church that has no empty pews,
Whose Pastor never has the blues.
A Church whose Deacons always Deke
And none is proud but all are meek
Where gossips never peddle lies
Or make complaints or criticize
Where all are always sweet and kind