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12438. One Day I Dream


One day as I was fast asleep


I had this stirring dream;


I was caught up to be with God.


With angels it did seem.


And while up there, I met God’s saints


From many parts of the earth.


Now some were great and famous men,


And some of humble birth.


I talked to one great saint of God,


The first one I had met.


He told me how he died for Christ.


His words I can’t forget.


He lived, he said, in Bible days


And died at Nero’s stake.


"It was a joy to give my all


And burn for Jesus’ sake."


"I was so glad to die for Christ,"


With humble words he said.


But as I listened to it all.


I bowed my guilty head.


Another man then gently spoke,


"Here is my story, friend.


’Twas cannibals that took my life,


Because I would not bend.


"I tried to tell those heathen souls


Of Christ who came to die.


They ate my flesh and drank my blood


But sent my soul on high.


"Of course up here are millions more


With stories rare and true.


But friend, before I tell you more,


Let’s hear your story too."


I am ashamed of how I’ve failed,


I’ve known no sacrifice.


I am ashamed of how I’ve failed,


I’ve paid such little price.


I’ve never even given funds


To send the Gospel out,


I’ve lived a life of luxury


And never done without.


Those costly cars, those extra clothes


Seem needless now, and vain;


The very thought of how I’ve lived


Now fills my heart with pain.


Just then it seemed that Jesus said,


"Take up my cross today;


I’ll give to you another chance


To work and give and pray."


My guilty heart began to burn,


My nervous body shake.


Then I awoke with tear-filled eyes


With new resolves to make.


I told the Lord from that day forth


My best, my all I’d give


To win the lost in every place,


For this alone I’d live.


I told the Lord that from then on


I would not waste a dime;


That I would give myself to prayer


And really use my time.


That I would seek with all my heart


That power from above


To help me tell a heathen world


Of Jesus’ grace and love.


—Pilgrim Gospel Messenger

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