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Judgment Day
Today is judgment day for me
I never knew it would have to be
We stand more than a million souls
That has never heard of thee.
With trembling hands and weeping voices
We look to one upon a throne
Why is it we have never known?
And in our land the gospel seed never sown?
Oh church, how can we sit on sitting sands?
Gathering riches and wealth here below
While away off in heathen lands
A debt to them we so plainly owe.
How can we be so light hearted and gay
While billions still do not know the way
It's enough to make angels weep
Because in heathen creeds they sink so deep
So arise and listen to the voices from afar
Tell them we are coming, yes we are
All other things we count as dross
We will gladly bear the missionary cross.
(Janice Alvear)
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