To a Missionary

To a Missionary Gird on your armor of the Christ, Thus armored and panoplied now, my lad, my lad, And fasten it with three things You are almost ready to go. The heart of the boy, the faith of Yet pause, I pray, and let me say a man, Some things you ought to know. And prayer on rising wings.

You'll need the courage of a boy, You are going to teach, not be my lad, taught, When the scornful world goes In the things of God or of man. wrong. Men's ways go wrong, but God is For boys forget the foes they've strong, met, And he's laid a Gospel Plan. And they conquer life with a song.

The faith of a man is a beautiful That Plan will redeem the wide, thing, wide world It lightens the gloomiest way. If you will but do your share.

You must hold it tight, that its With a boy's brave soul, and your lovely light iaith. kept whole Shall shine on your darkest day. On the rising wings of prayer.

But courage and faith are only a p ar t So take with you now a dauntless Of the armor you must always heart, wear And the faith to do and dare For the rivets that hold, and the The hope of your friends, the hinges that fold, grace God sends, Are a constant, faithful prayer. And your parents' tender prayer. Susa Young Gates.