Wednesday, October 26, 2016

War Hammer

Lord, let my greatest ministry
Be one unknown to all but Thee.
Not a leader, still less a saint,
Nor yet with virtues all attained:
I humbly ask to simply be
All that Thou wouldst make of me.
Let not the pride of pulpit's place
Forestall my will to seek Thy face;
No, let my greatest glory be
In silent joy to fight for Thee.
This was my calling, first and last,
And shall be 'til my days are past.
Lord, march to war, Thy zeal unclasp;
Thy hammer here awaits Thy grasp.

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