Against the Tide II

Oh Lord at work
They do not speak of Thee

Oh Lord at work They do not speak of Thee
But in the mocking words Of blasphemy!
Their talk defiles I cannot move away
Within that atmosphere I have to stay

My precious child This is your mission field
Those hardened hearts Will surely yield
I cannot take you Out from there
I place you back With loving care

Through you I would Their conscience wake
Through you to show The cost at stake
Through you to win Their souls at last
For life’s soon gone And chances past

Your word, your smile May be the seed
That one day makes them See their need
I cannot take you Out from there
I place you back With loving care!

Jenny Daniel