There
is a longing in our life
To
leave a legacy that’s blest, As Rachel, who was Jacob’s wife,
Was childless and thus distressed.
“Lord,
give me children or I die,”
Reflects
the missionary’s heart. The Lord shall hear that longing cry,
For such a longing He’ll impart.
In
this we may be confident:
The
work of Christ in us begun With longings by His Spirit sent
Shall be performed until He’s done.
This
is our earnest expectation
That
we shall never be ashamed As we declare our Lord’s salvation
And in our life He is proclaimed.
As
God shall lend another breath,
Until
the day that we have died, The longing in our life or death
Should be that Christ is magnified!
All
others longings are in vain
Which
will not glorify our Savior. To live is Christ, to die is gain:
May this be seen in our behavior!
Lord,
give us longings more like Yours
That
we may be as Your reflection And live as Your ambassadors,
The workmanship of Your perfection.
Revive
these longings, Lord, anew
To
show the life You freely gave, That we may draw more souls to You
Whom You are longing yet to save.
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