The good news of Christ
I’ve none but God in the end,
‘Tis he my guide and friend.
For me Christ bled, my daily bread;
To him I would ascend.
O Lord, for you I wait.
In me, I pray, create
A holy heart, from sin apart;
Take me to Heaven’s gate.
While earthly time remains,
Christ Jesus’ love constrains:
We sow the seed in word and deed;
O’er all our Savior reigns.
O Lord, I’d win a world for you,
Make millions hear the message of truth,
Throw mountains into the midst of the sea,
Grow churches where hearts are changed forever!
But where’s the path to greater things?
I’ve toiled with sweat and tears and blood.
I’ve fought in battle with Satan himself.
So few have faith! Where have I failed?
O Lord, keep me from looking for fruit,
But watch the sowing in every soil.
Give patience to walk the path of service,
O Savior who brings the season of harvest!