The Missionaries
Travels theirs will bring them to
A world unknown where hungry drew
The hands of GOD the heart of few
To bring child hope long overdue
The young of age will see the need
For love to come and resow seeds
Of faith where many have none of
A roof for shelter from sky above
The orphans cry from distant land
Has called Gods people to form a band
Of workers young and those who lead
To nourish souls orphaned indeed
Innocence depends on soldiers fresh
To war against this sin of flesh
That steals the life of children born
Where breath of young is also scorned
Grace will shine His light on them
Each one hand picked, each one Godsend
Where harvest calls for them to tend
Seedlings foreign blown by Hells winds
This small contingent will battle through
Heartbreak and fear,this Godly crew
Will build upon what now is broken
An infrastructure for orphans spoken
This mission field will task each heart
But greater is He who set apart
These soldiers born for such a mission
Just one of many GOD has commisioned
Dedicated to The Missionaries of Covenant Church
May your mission deliver GOD's love to every orphans heart
at Casa Hogar in Alcapulco Mexico
Written with your traveling mercies in mind
Edwin Flores Wyoming Ave Baptist Church
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