We are "Born Again", and continually grow,
Always Searching, more Grace to know.
Never doubting His promise, as the Word proclaim,
Just a stepping stone here, A new home to gain!
There is no middle ground on which to stand.
No time to slouch or fool around.
We are called to the fields, to plant His Word.
Tis the sweetest story ever heard.
To God be The Glory, as we labor hard,
To reach some soul, who's life is mired.
Trusting Him for direction's led,
and wisdom of the words that said.
Though the Harvest is white and laborer's few,
We jump right in, knowing what to do.
Standing on his promises, The story un-folds,
As we see light! ahead, our Heavenly Goal.
(Author: Isaac Wilson)
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