Tell Them of Jesus

“Shine as lights in the world; holding forth the word of life.” — Phil. 2:15, 16.

It was only a tract in the cottage, left with a friendly smile;

But the woman's face grew brighter, as she bent to her daily toil;

And the leaflet given so kindly was placed with care away,

To read in the quiet evening at the close of the busy day.

Only a kind word spoken of the home and the rest above,

Of the wonderful patience and mercy, and the gift of an infinite love;

And the man, so hard and callous, heard of this grace so free,

And felt with a new emotion, then surely He cares for me.

Only a short little visit to the weary one, sick and lone,

To smooth the ruffled pillow, and to speak in a gentle tone;

And the sufferer grew more quiet at the sound of a soothing prayer

For the light of heaven came gleaming through the shadows settling there.

Only the work of an hour, one short little hour a week;

Not very long far labor, not many words to speak;

But the angel of mercy is passing, with the caller, from door to door;

And the Fruits of the heavenly mission remain for evermore.

Only one life for service, one talent to lay at His feet;

And efforts and prayers are needed, and workers in every street:

For eyes are grown dim and heavy, which a smile of love would light,

And some are far from the Master, and perishing in the night.

It was only a tract in the cottage, but its message was clear and plain;

And the voice of Jesus was calling, and He did not call in vain;

And one more sheaf was gathered, another soul was won —

It was but a little service, but the Lord pronounced “Well done.”

E M. D. B.

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