Category: Poems on Missions

If I could touch the silver stars
and free all creatures behind bars,
I’d sail upon the soft warm winds
and release captured living things.

If I could swim the roaring seas
and speak the language of the trees,
I’d teach all mankind to love more
and to repent from making war.

Though I can’t do all these great things,
true hope to lost souls I can bring.
On eagle’s wings I’ll soar up high
and shout His Message from the sky.

While working for Jesus
we have to press on til we finish
laboring for our master
and selfish goals relinquish

to look on the harvest fields
that are already ripe
to reap in the lost souls
of every color and stripe

loving souls as we labor
the way that Jesus did
giving out the saving message
not letting the gospel light be hid

We must finish the work
that Jesus gave us to do
to lay up treasures in heaven
and to our calling ever be true

John 4:34 — Jesus saith unto them, My meat is to do the will of him that sent me, and to finish his work.

John 6:27 — Labour not for the meat which perisheth, but for the meat which endureth unto everlasting life, which the Son of man shall give unto you: for him hath God the Father sealed.

Knowing God loves me,
how can you top that?
He always has out for me
His, welcome mat.

Invites me every day,
to fellowship with Him
to worship and adore
with praises and hymns.

Knowing God loves me,
is so very surreal . . .
how to a sinner like me
He made Himself real.

Saved by His mercy,
forgiven with grace
once His Son, Jesus
my heart did embrace.

Knowing God loves me,
it doesn’t get any better
tis why I’ll always be . . .
for Him, a soul go-getter!

Mark 16:15 — “And he said unto them, Go ye into all the world, and preach the Gospel to every creature.”

Send out the message old and true
Yet ageless still, and ever new
To souls now lost in sin’s despair
And tell them of a Savior’s care

He longs that all the lost may come
That they might have a Heav’nly home
But if no one will see the need
In vain they’ll call, for mercy plead

Commissioned, we will shed the light
Of our redeeming Savior’s might
We’ll send His message loud and clear
To ev’ry soul both far and near.

Have you ever thought to send a card or letter,
To encourage someone that they may feel better?
Do you know of a lost relative or a friend,
Who needs the Gospel so they may know their end?

Have you ever been impressed to hand out a tract,
To those with whom you come in contact?
Or are you sidetracked by the busyness of the day,
And you forget to talk to someone along the way?

Have you ever thought that you could be the only one,
To give the message of salvation to that someone?
Did you pass up an opportunity to be a witness,
And because you did, Heaven someone may miss?

When the Lord lays someone on your heart,
Don’t put off another day the Gospel to impart.
Behold, today is the day of salvation-don’t wait;
Because for someone, tomorrow may be too late.

Having beautiful feet is being a witness and soul winner
to spread the good news of the gospel to every lost sinner

Having beautiful feet is going where sent
following our savior’s command without relent

Having beautiful feet is obeying the great commission
being faithful to the savior’s calling and being on a mission

Having beautiful feet is sharing the gospel with those who’ve never heard
explaining the way of salvation in God’s Holy Word

Having beautiful feet is proclaiming the good news to all who will hear
remembering Jesus died for all and to Him every soul is dear

Having beautiful feet is showing the ungodly that Jesus died for them
and they can be forgiven and receive eternal life when they trust in Him

Oh how beautiful are the feet of those who witness for God’s glory
the faithful servants whose purpose is to tell the gospel story

Dear Jesus, please give me beautiful feet
help me to care about souls and not be asleep

Romans 10:15 — And how shall they preach, except they be sent? as it is written, How beautiful are the feet of them that preach the gospel of peace, and bring glad tidings of good things!

My nostrils were assaulted
by the stench of smelly feet,
Unwashed bodies, and bad breath,
Of the people I was to meet.

I staggered over to a desk;
fell heavily into a chair,
Held my head between my hands, and said
“Lord, what am I doing here?”

You’re here because I sent you,
These people have great need.
You’re here because they need you,
For much more than just mouths to feed.

No one has ever bothered to feel,
The pain they are going through,
And when you prayed, “Here I am, send me,”
I took you at your word, and sent you.

In repentance I slowly lifted my head,
and as I looked around,
I saw them through the eyes of Christ,
As jewels lying there on the ground.

I stared, and as I stared I saw them
As gems, cast aside by the world;
Of untold value, unlimited worth,
And talents that were never revealed.

I cried, “dear Jesus, forgive me,
Help me always to see through Your eyes;
The worth of a soul that’s rejected,
Passed over by the world’s ‘so called wise.’

There’s a harvest of souls out there waiting,
For someone to care, and to come
As the searchlight of God shines upon you,
Can you, dare you say,” I am one”?

Who will be on the Lord’s side,
who will leave their padded pew
to go out and preach on the street corner
for lost sinners to pursue

Who will be on the Lord’s side,
who know there are only a few days
to win people to Christ
and go out into the highways and byways

Who will be on the Lord’s side,
who see sinners on their way to hell
to preach the gospel from the housetops
and the good news of salvation tell

Who will be on the Lord’s side,
who will leave their comfortable home
to go where God has called them
and not just aimlessly roam

Who will be on the Lord’s side,
who will give their all and all for Him
to see souls the way that He sees souls
and do their best to win them

Matthew 22:9 Go ye therefore into the highways, and as many as ye shall find, bid to the marriage.