Let It Be Me Poem by Loyd C Taylor Sr

Their cries, fall on deafened ears,
Their plight sadly goes untold.
They are seekers of the truth,
The hopeless, forgotten souls.

Their hearts are hardened by evil,
Their eyes are darkened by night.
They are deceived by Satan,
The aimless, groping for light.

Their cries, Heaven has heeded,
Their plight has reached Mercy's ear.
They need not die despairingly,
The Hope of hope has appeared!

Their chains may now be broken!
Their freedom awaits faith's plea.
They need a voice to tell them,
The Truth that can set them free!

Their redemption: "It is now purchased! "
Their instruction; "To simply believe! "
They need only accept Grace's offer,
The blood bought mercy receive!

But…

Who will share this glad story?
Who will set these captives free?
Who will give the Gospel message?
"O Savior let it be me! "

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For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life. For God sent not his Son into the world to condemn the world; but that the world through him might be saved. He that believeth on him is not condemned: but he that believeth not is condemned already, because he hath not believed in the name of the only begotten Son of God. John 3: 16-18