My Reward
A lady said to me one day,
You're very foolish, I must say,
To leave your home and friends you love
And for no wage, preach God above.
Our Pastors get a salary great;
The gospel truths to promulgate
You come out for two years' time
And don't receive a single dime.
That's true I said, I don't get paid
As your Pastors do, in temporal aid.
My ransom is the joy sublime
That fills my soul at evening time.
When I have tried with one accord
To spread the Gospel of my Lord,
The chance to serve means more to me