Tell The Tale
Tombs lay engraved* with names
The just that brought the gospel
That bore the burden to share their faith
Lain to rest with testimonies abounding
Journeying to distant lands unknown
Bearing the news they knew could save
The families that bore their youth
Left behind like empty tombs of old
They brought the tale of Jesus
And all they said after I was saved
Was to live the gospel and tell it
As freely as I had received
Though a sinner, as implied their tale
From red scarlet to white wool
The sins that had me accused
Fled as the Saviour had me excused
Now my peace is beyond understanding
As I seek these men to express thanks
But in calm their bones lie in the earth below
And their souls await many more to join ~
Lord I ask the passion
To tell this tale that saves
Let these lines of mine
Bear your word undiluted
Matt. 28:19-20 “19 Therefore go and make disciples of all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit, 20 and teaching them to obey everything I have commanded you. And surely I am with you always, to the very end of the age.”(NIV)