My Reward
A lady said to me one day,
You're very foolish, I must say,
To leave your home and friends you love,
and for no wage, preach God above.
Our pastors get a salary great:
The gospel truths to promulgate.
You come out for two years time,
And don't receive a single dime.
That's true I said, I don't get paid
As your pastors do, in temporal aid,
My ransom is the joy sublime;
That fills my soul at even time.
When I have tried with one accord;
To spread the gospel of my Lord.
The chance to serve means more to me,
Than all the wealth the world can see.
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