That We Might Join God's Love for the Unreached
O dark and far
Where millions sleep,
And blind am I,
And deaf I turn my hearing ears tonight
Against their nightmare wailings in the sky.
Our light has dawned, and climbed...
And fades; but theirs is night that will not break.
God has heard them; now I
Will hear from him their whispered hope for light;
Then wakes my sight.
The endless joy of His most ancient plan
To dawn His light on every sleeping land
Consumes my heart, my mind, my hands--
So I pray--prayer knows no distance,
But all delight.
A Note to My Readers -
I've decided to remove my Sunday posts from the weekly cycle. Although I hope they've been of benefit to some of you, they are necessarily secondary to my regular work of sermon preparation each week. I've found that having that extra post to write simply added to the burden of my work. For those readers who would still like access to my weekly work in Scriptural exposition, I would ask them to access the podcasts of my sermons (available through a link in the sidebar), since that remains the primary form of my Bible teaching each week.