Category: Poems on Missions

I am become an ambassador.
I will faithfully represent my Lord.
For I will carry the Gospel,
To those who have never heard.

I am to show those in darkness,
That Jesus is the Light.
For they that believe on Him,
Will go where there is no night.

I am to walk in the Spirit
And not walk after the flesh.
For I will do the things of God,
And He will faithfully bless.

I am waiting for that day,
When I’ll see God face to face.
For I hope to hear, “Well done”,
And at Jesus’ feet my rewards place.

David Brainerd was a missionary
Who lived in the early days.
He wanted to evangelize Indians,
But he needed to learn their ways.

He prepared to go to woodland tribes
To start his ministry there.
His friends passionately warned him.
“For your safety, we all care.”

David set up his modest tent there
While Indian scouts lurked nearby.
They thought, “He’s a white man.
He will harm us, so he must die.”

They watched him pray to God
As he knelt near his tent door.
They saw a rattlesnake slither near
Unaware to the kneeler on the floor.

“That snake will strike and bite him.
It’s coiling up now on the floor,”
But then the snake abruptly uncoiled
And slithered out the tent door.

“Let’s take this white man to the chief.
His God has great power and might.
His God sent that rattlesnake away,
And that was an amazing sight!”

God used a huge deadly rattlesnake
To change each Indian’s heart,
And David Brainerd served God there.
Bringing them to Christ, he had a part.

Afraid? Of what?
To feel the spirit’s glad release?
To pass from pain to perfect peace,
The strife and strain of life to cease?
Afraid? Of that?

Afraid? Of what?
Afraid to see the Saviour’s face,
To hear His welcome, and to trace,
The glory gleam from wounds of grace,
Afraid? Of that?

Afraid? Of what?
A flash – a crash – a pierced heart;
Brief darkness – Light – O Heaven’s art!
A wound of His a counterpart!
Afraid? Of that?

Afraid? Of what?
To enter into Heaven’s rest,
And yet to serve the Master blessed?
From service good to service best?
Afraid? Of that?

Afraid? Of what?
To do by death what life could not –
Baptize with blood a stony plot,
Till souls shall blossom from the spot?
Afraid? Of that?

A beacon in the blackest night
flashing signals of bright light,
warning men of hidden dangers –
be they friends, or foes, or strangers.

Ships tossed about on stormy oceans
or sent adrift by tidal motions
depend upon the warning beams
which flow from lighthouses in streams.

Likewise we should Christ declare
to the dying world out there;
to warn the children of the night
and guide the lost toward God’s Light.

Our Father, who art in Heaven,
hallowed be Thy name,
because you first, so loved the world –
we’re changed and not the same.

We once were so despicable,
like soiled, dirty rags,
but now we wait as loyal friends,
as a puppy’s tail wags.

They say that dogs are man’s best friend –
trusting pure and true,
so faithfully we follow –
our faith is all in You.

There’s nothing we can turn to,
nothing that we own,
nothing we can build upon –
except Your corner stone.

We wait on Your great wisdom,
we live on Your great strength,
and then as faithful servants,
we serve to greater length.

We cannot hold Your love inside.
We cannot live the same –
we must shine bright and tell the world!
Hallowed be Thy name.

Of myself I am not able
To fulfill my Lord’s command.
Only in Christ do I have the power
To love my fellowman.

He gives me strength to speak to them,
And tell them that God is love
And that He came to die for them
Reconciling to God above.

For the love of God goes deeper
Than the depths of sin and shame
And the grace of God reaches out to all
Who call upon His name.

For there is power in the Name of Christ
And love beyond all measure
To every child of Adam’s race
Who would obtain the Treasure.

But I must be the hand of God
Stretched out to those in sin
And I must work while it is day
To bring the wanderer in.

Children of the Promise; Redeemed of the Lord –
now is the time to take up God’s Sword;
to wear the full armour of God night and day
so that Satan can’t tempt us or lead us astray.

Be wise as serpents yet gentle as doves,
speaking God’s Truth in boldness and love;
standing in faith, not giving an inch;
praying for strength so we won’t even flinch.

The harvest is ripe and ready for reaping;
many lost souls are at this moment seeking.
Go now and find them and help them to see
that only in Jesus can man be set free.

Jesus wept over Jerusalem
While on this earth below.
Something broke His heart,
And this made His tears flow.

What was on His dear heart
As He came to the city that day?
Why did he weep for them
As he rode upon His way?

Christ Jesus came to His own.
He came to die for them.
When He wept for Jerusalem,
He knew they’d reject Him.

Does Jesus also shed tears
As He looks on men today,
When they reject His plan
As salvation’s only way?

Does it also break His heart
When we disobey His Word,
When we don’t share the Gospel
With those who have not heard?