
To Pastors of the Cross
Remain a pastor of the blood
A preacher of the cross
One who shares that without Christ
Everything’s but loss
In spirit and in truth you must
Reveal the Lord’s salvation
To each and every friend or foe
To save them from damnation
Let hell receive equal time
To catch sinners’ attention
Let the cost of sin be told
Don’t feel too faint to mention
Hold high the cross; lift it up
In all you do and say
Then people will be drawn to you
So you can lead the way
Let his blood that soaks the cross
And all that stained the ground
Give glory to the Father’s name
For each lost soul He’s found
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