If you cannot be a watchman, Standing high on Zion's wall, Pointing out the path to heaven, Offering life and peace to all, With your prayers and with your bounties You can do what God demands; You can be like faithful Aaron, Holding up the prophet's hands.
Let none hear you idly saying, "There is nothing i can do," While the souls of men are dying And the Master calls for you. Take the task He gives you gladly, Let His work your pleasure be; Answer quickly when He calleth, "Here am i, send me, send me!"from: a handbook to hymnals (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1942) |