Won’t You Win Some Souls For Me?


Won’t You Win Some Souls For Me?
By Rita Broden

Into the writer’s hand He placed a pen
To script His earnest plea:
“The harvest stands at ready!”
“Please! Won’t you win some souls for Me?!”

“You’ve paid attention to assembly,
But the lost are on the street.”
“If you wait for them to come to you
The lost you’ll never meet!”

“They’ll never know it was for them
That the blood I shed did flow.”
“They’ll never know I died for them
They’ll never know I love them so.”

“If you love me you’ll win souls, my friend.”
“Not a penny will it cost.”
“So please, if you are listening,
Take My gospel to the lost!”




This entry was posted in Mission & Revival and tagged , , . Bookmark the permalink.

Leave a Reply