The Worker

Point us in the direction, Lord,
Tell us which way we should go.
For the need is great, the workers few,
And some they do not show!

What a leap of faith it is,
When all our trust’s in you.
The list is long, the days are short,
And the work is never through.

But oh! I tell you what,
When our gaze is fixed on you,
The work is happy and in good supply,
And idle times are few.

Oh! To have a Master
Whose thoughts are always true.
Who has our good in mind,
And who constantly pursues!

It’s almost hard to fathom
How in the past we’ve been without.
Such a Mighty Warrior
Using love as His main clout!

We can easily say
Yes, we can shout it loud.
There’s not another one
Who compares to our Avowed.

So tell us where, and tell us when,
And keep our eyes peeled open.
For your gentle tug, and guiding hand
(And put us into motion!)

And when our day is o’er,
And these bones they need some rest,
Let your peace alight and settle,
Let it hold and manifest,

For to dream of angel’s songs
With gladness in our hearts.
Prepare us, Lord, and lift us up,
For the next day will soon start!

© Kari L. Greenaway

Stick figure working in field

(Praise / Prayer Christian Poetry / Christian Poems)

This poem can be found in the book, “He Had You at Belief: A Collection of Christian Poetry”

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