Poem: I Traveled on My Knees

Last night I took a journey to a land across the seas

I didn’t go by ship or plane-I traveled on my knees.

I saw so many people there-in bondage to their sins,

And Jesus told me I should go-that there were souls to win.

But I said, “Jesus, I can’t go to lands across the seas.”

He answered quickly, “Yes, you can-by traveling on your knees.

He said, “You pray, I’ll meet the need-you call, and I will hear,

It’s up to you to be concerned-for lost souls far and near.”

And so I did, I knelt in prayer-gave up some hours of ease,

And with the Savior by my side-I traveled on my knees.

As I prayed on, I saw souls saved-and twisted persons healed,

I saw God’s workers’ strength renew-while laboring on the field.

I said, “Yes, Lord, I’ll take the job-Your heart I want to please,

I’ll heed Your call and swiftly go-by traveling on my knees.