A Poem about Prayer

Last night I took a journey to a land far across the sea.

I did not go by boat or plane, I traveled on my knees.

I saw so many people there in deepest depths of sin.

And, Jesus told me I should go, that there were souls to win.

I said, "Lord I can't go and work with such as these."

He quickly answered, "Yes you can, by traveling on your knees."

He said, "You pray, I'll meet the need. You call and I will hear.

Be concerned about lost souls of those both far and near."

I knelt in prayer and tried it giving up some hours of ease,

And felt the Lord right by my side while traveling on my knees

As I prayed on I saw souls saved and twisted bodies healed

I saw God's workers strengthened while labouring on the field

I said, "Yes, Lord I have a job my desire thy will to please

I can go and heed thy call while traveling on my knees."

                                                                                - Unknown