Neal Pollard
Two plain men, no distinguishing trait
Marked those uneducated preachers so bold
But what a mark such vessels would create
Who through their efforts let Christ’s story be told
They helped a poor struggler find lasting peace
But faced critical, skeptical foes,
Despite the adversity, they asked for no release
From their task, for they counted no woes.
“How could they be swaying this entire city
With a message so narrow and exclusive?
They’ve backed it up plainly, oh what a pity
For us if it’s believed; This to us is obtrusive.”
They scolded them harshly and told them to stop,
“Don’t declare this Man’s message of salvation!”
But the preachers His case they simply would not drop
They pressed on with such dogged determination.
What they said, oh the power and the pure simplicity
Though respectful, was with fierce dedication.
Fills our hearts with desire, our hands with electricity
Makes us want to join them in glad participation!
“We cannot stop speaking,” what a happy refrain,
About Jesus we must tell, share, and proclaim.
Be a Peter, a John, with The Message remain,
Pledge to never stop speaking in His name!
