This powerful poem draws attention to the importance of our Christian testimony and obedience to Christ.
This famous poem was written by Annie Johnson Flint. She was born in 1866 and died in 1932. Saved at a revival meeting in New Jersey, she became an invalid at a young age due to crippling arthritis.
"Christ has no hands but our hands To do His work today;" Click To TweetAnnie spent her life ministering through writing for the glory of God.
This poem has touched many hearts over the years. May we heed its convicting message.
The World’s Bible
Christ has no hands but our hands
To do His work today;
He has no feet but our feet
To lead men in His way;
He has no tongues but our tongues
To tell men how He died;
He has no help but our help
To bring them to His side.
We are the only Bible
The careless world will read;
We are the sinner’s Gospel,
We are the scoffer’s creed;
We are the Lord’s last message,
Given in deed and word;
What if the type is crooked?
What if the print is blurred?
What if our hands are busy
With work other than His?
What if our feet are walking
Where sin’s allurement is?
What if our tongues are speaking
Of things His lips would spurn?
How can we hope to help Him
And hasten His return?