Mission as a Spokesman
The Lord gave me a chance,
For spreading the Good News;
So I further advance,
All my spiritual views.
But without peace of mind,
Going through day by day;
Because I could not find,
Which was the right pathway.
But I thank God, who leads,
To victory for Christ;
Where to spread Gospel seeds,
And not become enticed.
For temptation all around,
No matter where I go;
Through so much sight and sound,
Just like the rivers flow.
It feels as if I march,
Through the enemy camp,
For a victory arch,
With an eternal lamp.
But now I am alive,
Among those who are dead;
As I try to revive,
The ones on their death bed.
Copyright © 2010 Richard Newton Sherrer
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