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Missions / January 23, 2020 by Nadia Thomas
If you have a heart for missions and are seeking inspiration, look no further. Missionary poems can give us a fresh perspective and passion for missions. They’re a beautiful way to capture the rawness and realness of missions, so I’ve decided to compile a list of the most heartfelt missionary poems.
What is a missionary poem? A missionary poem is just that — a poem either about missions work or missionaries themselves. They can be incredibly simple, but straightforward and moving, inspiring us again to follow the missionary call upon our lives.
Where is the compassion To seek and save the lost Did we not receive redemption When we were dead and lost
How is it that we do not Go out to share the Word And wipe out the evil plot Of condemning all from God
Rise up and take up your cross To all who suffer death and loss Living in the dark Without a glimmer or spark
Bring His Light and Hope To the blind who grope That they may receive sight for their eyes And Truth for their lives
A lady said to me one day, You’re very foolish, I must say, To leave your home and friends you love And for no wage, preach God above.
Our Pastors get a salary great; The gospel truths to promulgate You come out for two years’ time And don’t receive a single dime.
That’s true I said, I don’t get paid As your Pastors do, in temporal aid. My ransom is the joy sublime That fills my soul at evening time.
When I have tried with one accord To spread the Gospel of my Lord, The chance to serve means more to me
There’s a thunder of great engines, Calling back to the homeland. There’s a stretch of lofting wings, Reaching out a helping hand. There’s a quiver in the heart; I wonder why I leave my land. There’s a longing for the future— Many souls to feel God’s hand.
Many people view the mountain, But few ever want to climb. For when you scale the mountain you must leave the crowd behind.
There’s a mountain that God offers Those who climb it must be true, Its peak’s called full-time service and it beckons me and you.
Will you dare to climb the mountain though at times you’ll feel alone? Will you be a missionary, leave the comfort of your home?
Now the way—it won’t be easy— many folks won’t understand. But there’ll be applause in heaven and the Lord will hold your hand.
You won’t hear loud cheers and trumpets When you tell folks of your plans. They’ll say “Why climb the mountain?” “Why not play in the sand?”
But the voice still rings from heaven, “Give me men to match my mountains High” Men who won’t give up— who’ll reach the top or die.
As you journey up the mountain, you’ll feel the cold winds blow, And at times you’ll get discouraged and your steps began to slow.
If you will just keep on the trail, and refuse to turn around, you can stand atop the mountain, No better place is found.
When you stand there at the summit with the world all far below, You’ll see the sights reserved for climbers and your heart will seem to glow.
The guide that led you to the top will be there at setting sun and whisper at the end of the climb, “Let’s go home and rest, well done.”
Today I went from house to house I knocked at every door, In answer to my summons came The rich as well as poor.
For each I had a message, Which I hoped they would receive. It was the pure and holy Gospel, God forbid that I deceive.
Says one, I’ve heard about you, That’s all I need to know; You waste your time, I’m busy, There’s the gate, you’d better go.
Says another, all are equal— There are many roads to heaven, And I am quite content to know My church is one of seven.
While number three with candor says, Yours may be good and true, But I’ve been saved these many years, I’ve nothing more to do.
Too bad, young man, says number four, You’re on the devil’s way, He’ll get you sure as shootin’; You keep not the seventh day.
Says number five: don’t talk to me, My seat in heaven’s reserved, For I’ve been born again — You know, with manna I’ll be served.
But oh! What joy when number six With open smiling face, Fling wide the door, Come in my friend, we’ll gladly hear your case.
And so I plant the gospel seed as humbly as I can, I tell them of our Prophets, of the Great and Glorious plan. And oh what joy is mine to know that God has chosen me To bear His name and teach His words — oh may I worthy be.
And so throughout the day I go Sometimes a bit dismayed — But, at the end, how thankful for The friends that I have made.
Now those who turn me from their door And would not try to learn May I forgive; our God is just, He’ll pay just what we earn.
And when at night I bow my head, in gratitude I pray That the love of God and fellow man Will ever with me stay.
I must work the works of Jesus, While it’s day and light is here; For the day will soon be over And the night will then appear.
Work the works of Him Who sent me, Give the Gospel to the lost, Tell all men that He’s the Savior And His blood has paid the cost.
So many people are lost in their sins and will wake up in the lake of fire when they die While alive on earth they received not the Gospel of Jesus and believed the devil’s lie.
They thought they must be okay because they were just doing what everyone else did but they failed to realize the truth that most people are on their way to hell and took Satan’s bid.
So many people are blind of their soul’s eternal plight and are heading down the road to disaster With more and more people being deceived each day hell is filling up faster and faster
Who will go and warn the sinner of this eternal hell to avoid by trusting Jesus as their savior before it is too late that many people will hear and repent and turn to Jesus for forgiveness without delay or wait
Forgive me O Lord my savior for not doing all I should to witness to people of your great salvation and love them as you would
A long time ago before we were born, We chose to follow Christ To come down to earth to learn, and to grow, And hopefully do what is right.
One by one we accepted our calls, And left all our memories behind. Did we have a farewell, an open house? Was it hard to say our goodbyes?
Some of us were born with the truth, Being taught from the very start. But some were not as fortunate, With situations often hard.
Our Brothers and Sisters struggling with life, And their knowledge of Christ quite dim, It is now our duty to seek them out, To teach them all about Him.
So now we begin the process again, As we make the decision to go, Called by a living Prophet himself, And our excitement begins to grow.
So one more farewell and open house, With Jell-O of carrots and lime. Our friends and family gather again, To say goodbye one more time.
The Mission within our mission is clear, To introduce others to Christ. To help them to learn, and help them to grow, And progress towards eternal life.
Who will go and preach God’s Holy Word, To the many souls who have never heard? Who will go forth sowing and weeping? For there will be souls for the reaping. Who will go to the next door neighbor, To tell them about Jesus Christ, their Savior? Who will go to help those in need? Whether poor or rich, who will plant the seed? Who will go to the regions beyond you, To share the Gospel, whether to many or few? Who will go to a foreign field, Where souls of the Harvest are ready to yield? Who will go? God asks the question. Here am I, send me. Go without hesitation.
Having beautiful feet is being a witness and soul winner to spread the good news of the gospel to every lost sinner
Having beautiful feet is going where sent Following our savior’s command without relent
Having beautiful feet is obeying the great commission Being faithful to the savior’s calling and being on a mission
Having beautiful feet is sharing the gospel with those who’ve never heard Explaining the way of salvation in God’s Holy Word
Having beautiful feet is proclaiming the good news to all who will hear Remembering Jesus died for all and to Him every soul is dear
Having beautiful feet is showing the ungodly that Jesus died for them And they can be forgiven and receive eternal life when they trust in Him
Oh how beautiful are the feet of those who witness for God’s glory The faithful servants whose purpose is to tell the gospel story
Dear Jesus, please give me beautiful feet Help me to care about souls and not be asleep

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I grew up on a steady diet of missionary stories.
During the long Alaskan winters of my childhood, we had hours of read-aloud time. Curled up around our trusty wood stove, we soaked in the words and the life experiences of some of the greatest heroes of faith: missionaries. David Livingston, J. Hudson Taylor, “ Ai-weh-deh “, Mary Slessor, and many other lesser-known missionaries were familiar names in our home, almost like family friends.
But it wasn’t just foreign missionaries and stories from generations ago that filled my childhood. My parents regularly practiced the art of hospitality, and we were honored to house and get to know modern-day missionaries as well. Seeing them live today on the foundations built by the great missionaries of the past was a gift that has encouraged and inspired me in my own daily walk in all the years since.
As an adult, I look back fondly on those evenings around the fireplace, remembering the words of the missionaries, both past, and present, that graced our home. Thanks to that heritage, I am determined to raise my daughter knowing and loving these heroes of the faith, as well.
For generations, missionary stories have inspired the next generation to go and serve, as well. Two of my siblings have also served extensively overseas, and my brother and his family are preparing to launch to Africa early next year.
Missionaries aren’t always born with exceptional gifts or outstanding talents. It’s the every day, simple people like you and me who let God completely guide their steps who He uses to do great things–here, or far away.
If you are feeling low on faith or have never read much about the missionaries of the past generations, I hope the stories of these fourteen missionary heroes and their companions will inspire you like they have inspired me every day.
At the age of 25, Adoniram Judson was the first American missionary to Burma. He and Ann married two weeks before they boarded a ship bound for India, from which they eventually were able to make their way to Burma. Judson would spend the next nearly forty years of his life living among and witnessing to the Burmese people. Until her death, Ann was the friend of many and even more fluent in the Burmese language than her academically inclined husband. Judson’s efforts were slow-going. He was imprisoned and tortured, but he never gave up on his God-given calling to reach Burma for Christ. Before his death, Adoniram Judson had not only established several churches in Burma, but he had also given Burma one of the greatest gifts: the Bible in their own language.
You can read more about Adoniram and Ann Judson in these books: 
As a child, he worked in the cotton mills to help support his poverty-stricken family. David Livingstone learned perseverance and went on to put himself through medical school and become a doctor before following in the footsteps of Robert Moffat and going to Africa as a doctor and a missionary. Missionary, explorer, and champion of the anti-slavery movement, Dr. Livingstone used his influence and experience to fight great wrongs in the society of his day and to blaze a path for other missionaries to follow in the villages he went to. He believed that he was not called to preaching as much as he was called to finding routes and resources for trade that would displace the profit in slave trading and worked tirelessly towards this end. He was loved by many and respected by the tribes with whom he had contact.
You can read about Dr. Livingstone’s life and discoveries in these books:
Growing up in the slums of Aberdeen, Scotland, with an alcoholic father and little hope of changing your circumstances doesn’t seem like a promising start for anyone. But for Mary Slessor, her childhood taught her a tenacity and a strength that would serve her well in her years spent living in Nigeria. Mary grew up hearing her devout mother read the mission paper every month. In her heart grew a desire to share Jesus with others. She was 27 when David Livingston passed away, and she decided that she would go and continue his work to reach all of Africa. Mary’s work began in Calabar, and she lived and worked in places where no European had ever been. She faced life-threatening illness and hardship, but “Mighty Mary” did not once consider giving up. She lived with Okoyong and Efik people for 15 years, learning their languages and helping them settle disputes; working tirelessly to educate and overcome superstitions, such as twin-killing and women’s rights. She earned their love and respect and as a result was able to spread the gospel to areas no other missionary could.
You can read Mary’s story in these books: 
For 51 years, J. Hudson Taylor poured his life into bringing Christ behind the closed doors of China. He founded China Inland Mission, and as a result, more than 800 missionaries were brought into the country. Hudson Taylor was a prayer warrior and a faith giant. He was able to speak several Chinese dialects and helped to translate the new testament into the dialect used in Shanghai, where he spent many years of his life. Unlike many European missionaries, Taylor was careful of Chinese culture, respecting their way of life and even adopting their clothing. He faced sickness and loss with a spirit of unshaken trust, leaving behind a legacy that has inspired thousands of missionaries in all corners of the world. In his own words, “All God’s giants have been weak men, who did great things for God because they reckoned on His being with them.”
You can read more about Taylor in these books:
Perhaps not many people thought that Amy Carmichael had much of a chance at being a missionary. Suffering from neuralgia, Amy was often weak and in pain so great that she was confined to her bed for weeks at a time. But Amy knew that God had called her to mission work. And with the encouragement of a few, she did go. In India, she found her life calling, and spent her remaining 55 years there without ever going home. Her life was dedicated to ending child prostitution and giving a home and a future to India’s many orphans. Amy was also a prolific author, and her many books have encouraged and inspired many throughout the years.
You can read about Amy’s life in these books:
Dr. Nelson and Virginia Bell worked in China for 25 years, serving the people’s spiritual and physical needs. Dr. Nelson kept a busy schedule as a doctor and surgeon in the clinic in which they served, and used every opportunity to let Jesus shine through his love and care for his patients. Ruth Bell Graham was their second child, and her parents’ example of faithful ministry and loving obedience to Christ obviously shaped her life and ministry.
Eric Liddell was a successful athlete, but fame and honor didn’t sway him from what he knew was his life calling–to preach the gospel in China. Eric was born in China, to missionary parents. He attended school in London, where he trained and became known for his athletic abilities. He went on to compete in the Olympics but remained true to his convictions. In 1925, Eric returned to China and used his skills to minister and influence many young Chinese for Christ. He was captured by the Japanese during World War II and passed away of an inoperable brain tumor during his imprisonment. His death left a great empty place in the lives and hearts of the many people who he had spent his life serving. His final written words? “It’s complete surrender.”
You can read about Eric Liddell’s life in these books:
As a young wife, Darlene and her husband went to what is now the Western Highlands Province of Papua New Guinea. She was the first American woman to travel into the Bailem Valley where she and her husband worked before WWII broke out. With the Japanese invasion of Papua New Guinea, Darlene and Russell were captured and sent to separate concentration camps. Russell did not survive, but against the odds, Darlene did survive and went on to spend many more years in Papua New Guinea as a missionary.
You can read about her life and how her faith sustained her in the prison camps in her book Evidence Not Seen: A Woman’s Miraculous Faith in the Jungles of World War II .
The Stams were a young missionary to China. They were captured by a communist mob of rebels and taken captive, along with their three-month-old baby, Priscilla. John and Betty were both brutally murdered by the mob, but Priscilla survived and was miraculously rescued by a lay pastor and returned to her family in the states. Their sacrifice steeled in many at home the desire to share Jesus with the unreached people in many countries.
You can read about the Stam’s lives and sacrifice in:
Jim and Elisabeth met in college, but they didn’t get married until they separately went to Ecuador to minister to the Quichua. They married in Quito and moved to a more remote area to try to make contact with the Huaorani tribe (called the Aucas by the Quichua). Jim and four other missionaries were later killed by the tribe they were trying to reach. After her husband’s death, Elisabeth returned and spent two years ministering to the tribe that killed him. Elisabeth Elliot is one of the most known and loved women missionaries in the last few generations . Through her extensive speaking and many beautiful books, her legacy and inspiration will live on in the hearts of all who read them.
You can read the Elliots’ stories in the following books: 
She always knew that she would be a missionary, but when Gladys applied to the China Inland Mission she was denied. They didn’t think someone so young could learn the language, and she had little education to back her up. Gladys wasn’t one to give up, and after working as a housemaid, she spent her life savings on a train ticket to China. Her trip was full of setbacks, but in 1932, Gladys arrived in Yangcheng and began to work with an older missionary, Jennie in setting up the Inn of the Eighth Happiness. Gladys worked for the Chinese government as a “foot inspector”, enforcing the new laws against female foot binding. She became a beloved Chinese citizen, affectionately called “Ai-Weh-Deh”. She took in many orphans and unwanted girls. When the region was invaded by the Japanese during WWII, Gladys took around 100 orphans over the mountains to safety. Unable to return to China after the communist regime was in place after the war, Alyward settled in Taiwan where she spent her remaining days running her orphanage and sharing Jesus with her many friends and the children for whom she cared.
You can read more about Gladys Aylward and her amazing life of faith in Gladys Aylward: The Little Woman (Gladys’ story in her own words, as told to Christine Hunter).
Jack and Allegra McBirney became missionaries to Newfoundland in the early 1960s , together with their six children. The McBirney family spent about seven years on the mission field, teaching God’s Word through Bible clubs and home Bible studies. When they had established a Bible-teaching church, they returned to the United States. Jack was instrumental in founding two Christian schools in the San Francisc
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