The Commission
One night while on my knees my Father spoke to me.
My child, I have called you to service in another land.
You have been called to preach my word on foreign sands
This journey on which you shall go will lead you far from home
but do not fear, you will not walk alone.
My cross you must bare, and your burdens I will share.
I will never leave you; I will walk with you there.
You shall preach my word everywhere you go for your
calling was ordained long ago.
Go now into all the world and set the captive free
and I will give you the nations if you ask of me.
Copyright © Lori Lucas Mcclure | Year Posted 2011
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