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A Sonnet for God's Glory
Among the Least, the Lost, and the Last
We learn of pagan lands still far away,
Their kids born dead in sin and wrath I'd say.
We bend our hearts to intercede and wait
Alert in prayer to God whose name is great.
We give in love that they may fully hear,
Receiving truth with love and holy fear
We tell our neighbors of the road to God:
How Jesus came with shepherd staff and rod.
We send our brightest wisest boldest best:
All common souls whose paths pursue the Blest.
We go both near and far to spread the word
Till all are reached and all have fully heard.
We celebrate the changes God has made,
As peoples praise from lives redeemed and saved.
Among the Least, the Lost, and the Last
We learn of pagan lands still far away,
Their kids born dead in sin and wrath I'd say.
We bend our hearts to intercede and wait
Alert in prayer to God whose name is great.
We give in love that they may fully hear,
Receiving truth with love and holy fear
We tell our neighbors of the road to God:
How Jesus came with shepherd staff and rod.
We send our brightest wisest boldest best:
All common souls whose paths pursue the Blest.
We go both near and far to spread the word
Till all are reached and all have fully heard.
We celebrate the changes God has made,
As peoples praise from lives redeemed and saved.
