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There's a
holy high vocation
Needing workers everywhere
'Tis the highest form of service:
'Tis the ministry of prayer
No one need
stand idle, longing
For a place in which to share
Active service for the Master
There is always room in prayer

In these days
of tribulation
Wickedness pervades the air
And the battles we engage
in
Must be won through fervent
prayer
There's no
weapon half so mighty
As that which intercessors
bear
Nor a broader field of service
Than the ministry of prayer

Do you long
to see the millions
Who are perishing today
Snatched as brands plucked
from the burning
Do you long, yet seldom pray?
Are you longing
for revival
In the good old fashioned
way
We must use the old fashioned
method
Which has always been to pray

Do you long
to meet the Savior
And your loved ones in the
air
May His coming find us faithful
In the ministry of prayer
Come and join
the intercessors
Laurels, then someday you'll
wear
For there is no higher service
Than the ministry of prayer!

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