One Speck Of Gold - Poem by Richard Merrell
No labour can be wasted
When for the Kingdom it is done
Whether short or long the work
If a soul is saved and won.
The reward for the labourer
Will be paid to him that day;
The faithful servant who did his work
Will receive from God his pay.
Now, many look for great rewards
God's treasures they would hold;
But me? I shall be satisfied
With just one speck of gold.
'cause the desire of my heart
Will be Calvary's story told
My treasure is the Gospel song;
And just, one speck of gold.
Yeshua is my inheritance
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