The prize jewels of a Christian nation
Are the messengers of the heart.
How they think is always faithful
For its God who makes them so smart.
Moet preachers tell the truth of life
Though they may wrap it in beauty.
It's their passion and their purpose
To teach is but their duty.
Pastors have no reason to lie
When the truth is always near.
All that others say and commit
Is but food for the preacher's ear.
One merit of a Godly speaker
Which most believers will not deny.
They say more and in fewer words
To illuminate you and I.
Heaven sent its solders down to Earth
With words of wisdom, trust and love.
That they may touch the souls of darkness
And bring them back to God above.
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