Laborers With Him

The harvest is ripe, the laborers few,
But thank God, He has chosen you,
To go where He called, and whatever betide,
He'll be with you, and will always guide.

His Word you'll proclaim, you'll win precious souls,
Do all in His Name, He'll make them whole.
The Lord is a Rock, stand firm on Him,
His Word is a lamp, may it never grow dim.

May His ministering Spirit prevail in your life,
To fill you with love, to help others in their strife.
May all be done to bring God the glory,
Self hid behind the cross as you tell others His story.

God bless you and keep you in the center of his will,
Strengthened with His might, as you wait and are still.

Marjorie Searles
May 11, 1982

For a new pastor.