p. 6 | Jesus Cares by J. A. Applegate

Review and Herald Publishing Association · Takoma Park Station, Washington, D. C. · May 18, 1916

Jesus Cares

By J. A. Applegate

J. A. APPLEGATE

When the souls of men are burdened With the weight of sin and woe, And their hearts are longing, waiting, For the peace they do not know, Then it is we see the Master Stooping low to soothe the pain Of the weight of grief and sadness, And restore them whole again.

While the giddy throng are whirling Onward through sin’s darkest night, Never caring, never fearing, For the loss of heaven’s light,— Then it is the Master urges, “Onward! haste, ye little band, Take to earth’s benighted nations Gladsome word of that fair land.”

Jesus cares for this and that one, Even though they take no heed, Go ye forth with fear undaunted, Sow the precious gospel seed; Go to this one, go to that one; Whether they will hear or no, Tell them of the love and favor Such as men can never know.

Pass not by the careless quickly, Seek out each and every soul, Let none say in that dread moment, “I ne’er knew how to be whole.” Said the Master e’er he left us, “Ye are undershepherds, too; And to all the torn and bleeding Now henceforth, I’m sending you.”

Then take up the task he gives you, Caring naught for earth’s alarms, Gladly push the gospel message To the hamlets and the farms; Sow the precious seed of heaven In the highways of the world, Seek out every lonely pilgrim At whom Satan’s darts are hurled.

Seek the curious, seek the careless, Let none say you passed them by; For the Master bids you call them To the blessed by and by. Jesus cares for all the lost ones, And he asks that you care, too; Do you hear him begging, pleading, For the souls he asks of you?

As you now work for the Master, Greater joy each day you’ll find, And to you as well as others Will come peace of heart and mind; Thus we grow in Christian graces And the heav’n within our heart Swelleth to a grand, vast chorus As with Christ we take our part.