Cindy Wyatt


Beautiful Feet


Having beautiful feet is being a witness and soul winner
to spread the good news of the gospel to every lost sinner

Having beautiful feet is going where sent
following our savior's command without relent

Having beautiful feet is obeying the great commission
being faithful to the savior's calling and being on a mission

Having beautiful feet is sharing the gospel with those who've never heard
explaining the way of salvation in God's Holy Word

Having beautiful feet is proclaiming the good news to all who will hear
remembering Jesus died for all and to Him every soul is dear

Having beautiful feet is showing the ungodly that Jesus died for them
and they can be forgiven and receive eternal life when they trust in Him

Oh how beautiful are the feet of those who witness for God's glory
the faithful servants whose purpose is to tell the gospel story

Dear Jesus, please give me beautiful feet
help me to care about souls and not be asleep


Romans 10: 15 And how shall they preach, except they be sent? as it is written, How beautiful are the feet of them that preach the gospel of peace, and bring glad tidings of good things!

Submitted: Wednesday, March 20, 2013

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