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Soul Winning
Is there anything
else that is better worth,
As alone life's way we plod,
Than to find some wandering soul of earth,
And bring him home to God?
I would rather
find a soul that is lost,
And bring him home again,
Than to own what all earth's acres cost,
Or all the wealth of men.
Wouldn't I be glad
when the day is done,
In breathing my latest breath,
To know some word of mine had won
And saved a soul from death?
-- unknown
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