Ministry
Lift up your voice,
sing out in song.
Let not your message pass and be gone
without being heard.
You speak of truth,
you speak of right
you speak of ministry of light.
Pray, please tell me,
when will it be
this light's coming on?
I listened close,
you spoke so wise,
you were sincere
it was in your eyes.
Somehow I feel
you can show the way,
the light's grown strong... strong!
It ne'er grows dim,
it's always bright,
it's burning high
this shining light.
All praise to thee
thy guiding hands
Ministry of light.
poem by Angela Michel
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