THE MISSION

The mission is over the preacher is silent

The church is locked up and closed is the door

No music from the organ no singing from the pews

Sinners and saints dont come any more

The warning of hell from the pulpit was preached

The need to be saved was spoken loud and plain

Yet many a sinner hardened more their heart

The seed of the gospel perhaps planted in vain

Yet much rejoicing for the souls that were saved

Blessing for saints coming from above

As they prayed for loved ones sincerely each night

And God answered prayer in mercy and love

How sinner friend did you reject the mercy call

Rejected the Saviours blood as you left every night

Knowing He might not call you ever again

And your relationship with Him will never be right

The mission is over but the work will go on

To gather the harvest in from the field

We will pray and preach and witness to sinners

Knowing God in His mercy will give us the yield

We were blessed we were challenged we wept and we cried

We asked for conviction for sinners to be made whole

Now the mission is over we will ponder what was done

And still cast out the lifeline to each perishing soul