Evangelism | Labor | Poetry | Stewardship | Time | Zeal

No time for trifling in this life of mine;
Not this the path the blessed Master trod,
But strenuous toil; each hour and power employed
Always and all for God.
Time swiftly flies; eternity is near,
And soon my dust lies beneath my sod;
How dare I waste my life, or cease to be
Always and all for God?
I see the heathen perishing around
While heaven asks, “Where is thy brother’s blood?”
How dare I meet my Lord, if I am not
Always and all for God?
Full soon will come to us the harvest time,
The reaping of the seed that here we strewed;
Oh, then we’ll not regret we spent earth’s spring
Always and all for God. A. B. Simpson.

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