~ I'll Go Lord ~

There are many places I must go
That I would really rather not
But if we're to do the Savior's work
These places can not be forgot

Into the high ways and the by ways
On mountains and valleys below
Gather the little lost sheep
And bring them to His fold

Through storms in darkest night
And through the desert's hottest sand
You see, I must get it right,
That they too may enjoy the promised land

Jesus has been through every peril
That He has asked us to go
So never will we be alone
While God's righteous seeds we sow

So we must hurry on our way
To get the seeds all sown
For if we don't do it now
Somebody might miss home

Betty Hill © 2009