Give us ways of worshiping the Master,
Grant us ways.
In these days of rushing ever faster,
Restless days.
Urge us upward through the clamoring din,
Ever onward.
Till upward pulling You bring us in,
To brightest heaven, banished of sin,
To mansions prepared for mere men.
Pull us upward.
Draw us nearer to Your Father heart,
Bring us nearer.
Become dearer; not farther apart,
Always dearer.
Make my soul a simple scrap of steel,
Work my soul.
Make it sensitive to feel,
The attraction so real
Wood, hay, & stubble from me magnetically peel
Tug on my soul.
I pray Thee let us hear Thy calling voice,
O, pray Thee.
Let us serve Thee by eternal choice,
Selflessly serve.
Soon tomorrow will beckon in haste,
Timeless tomorrow.
Help us so live that when we are faced,
With the record we have fixed in place,
Our sojourn will not be a useless disgrace,
Has’en tomorrow.
– eab, 6/80
Written while pastoring Christ Church – Bible Methodist, Friendsvill, TN
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