church mission

by J. Randal Matheny © 2011

No labor’s lost when Kingdom work is done,
Ere comes the night, to finish what He’d begun.
What joy to know that naught will come to waste!
Such light gives purpose to a servant’s haste.
Though at the end a work of straw be burned,
At judgment day no earnest worker’s spurned.
To hands, then, to hands! with faith and zeal,
God’s promise give your courage steel.

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This poem hearkens back to an olde style, with terms like “ere” and “naught,” especially, as well as the the double use of the subjunctive in lines 5 and 8, and the standard pentameter and close rhyme.

The truths keep God’s worker at the task, otherwise, what a useless drudgery would be the mission of the Realm.

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