Pastor

Sir, you say God has called you to minister to preach,
To proclaim the gospel - the multitudes to reach,
You say God gave you a message one to be shared,
A voice crying in the wilderness truth to declare,
Your Bible remains closed behind the pulpit stand,
Because there is a famine for God's word in the land,
Do you diligently labor handling the truth of God's law,
Have you beheld the truth from the prayer closet you saw,
Do you shun the truth in favor of tickling itching ears,
Will you expound the truth consistent over the years,
Will you labor like a workman who is not ashamed,
The whole counsel of God expounded and explained,
Sir, will you enter the pulpit even with nothing to say,
Lost in current affairs and popular trends of the day,
Lord, we plead for fiery prophets behind the sacred desk,
Pleading prayerfully - declaring your truth at great risk,
May preaching with divine unction come from upon high,
Your book be opened let your truth take wings and fly,
That is the need of our times - the need of this dreadful hour,
Please anoint your pastors to preach again with divine power.