p. 713 | The Missionary by C. M. Jensen

International Tract and Missionary Society · Oakland, California · Nov 25, 1886

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 12, No. 45.

The Missionary.

By C. M. Jensen

HOME MISSIONARY WORK.

BY C. M. JENSEN.

If you cannot cross the waters, And degraded heathen save, Cannot go to foreign countries Speak of Christ 'mid learned and grave, You can tell it 'mongst your neighbors, You can find a field near by; Dying souls are all around you, Send to them the warning cry.

Just as precious to the Master, Are the lost ones by our side, As the souls who grope in darkness In the heathen land so wide. See them standing all around us, Weak, degraded, stained with sin, Knowing naught but sin and blindness, Souls whom Jesus died to win.

If you cannot give your hundreds To the missions in our land, You can give a nobler token Of your love for fallen man; You can point them to the Saviour, You can lend a helping hand, Speak of hope and love to cheer them, Tell them of the better land.

Tell them how the Saviour loves them, How he died that they might live, How he suffered that to mortals Life eternal he might give. Point them to the throne of glory; See, he stands with outstretched hand, Pleading for them to his Father As the Saviour only can.

Christians who have long been waiting,— Waiting for the Lord's command,— "Go to work," the Saviour bids thee; 'Mid the idle do not stand: Soon the harvest will be over, Soon the victory will be won; From the Master you may hear it, Good and faithful one, "Well done."