Look O’er The Fields

by Ruth Bell Graham – Footprints of a Pilgrim

Look o’er the fields about you –
riveted, hilled with graves;
no one can count the number
of those who perished as slaves;
slaves to the sin they were born in,
knowing not God or His Light;
died without God’s great salvation,
died in the darkness of night.

Look o’er the people about you –
faces so furrowed with care,
lined and hardened by sorrow
sin has placed on them there;
think of the evil they live in,
hopes none and joys so few;
love them, pray for them, win them,
lest they should perish, too.

Ruth Bell Graham

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