Neal Pollard
A lonely soul was crying out
For someone to direct
Their mind to know the will of God
But I chose to deflect.
An edgy soul was acting out
Intimidating and coarse
Yet they were searching for the truth
I recoiled with too little remorse.
A hopeful soul was reaching out
And attended our worship service
But I was busy, too much to do
To connect, plus I was nervous.
A hurting soul, in time of loss
Crossed my path today
I felt so bad that he was grieved
But still I hurried on my way.
A lost soul was needing Christ
She is destined for eternity
I was busy, nervous, no zeal for her
Guess I was too caught up in me
The next soul that I come upon
Lord, may I try with zeal
To share your grace and teach your Word
And your matchless love reveal.
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