"I believe that if an angel were to wing his way from earth up to heaven, and were to say that there was one poor, ragged boy, without father or mother, with no one to care for him and teach him the way of life; and if God were to ask who among them were willing to come down to this earth and live here for fifty years and lead that one to Jesus Christ, every angel in heaven would volunteer to go. Even Gabriel, who stands in the presence of the Almighty, would say, 'Let me leave my high and lofty position, and let me have the luxury of leading one soul to Jesus Christ.' There is no greater honor than to be the instrument in God's hands of leading one person out of the kingdom of Satan into glorious light of heaven."

- D. L. Moody

Oh, for a passionate passion for souls;

Oh, for a pity that yearns,

Oh, for a love that loves unto death,

Oh, for fire that burns.

Oh, for a pure prayer - power that prevails,

That pours itself out of the lost.

Victorious prayer, in the conqueror's Name,

Oh, for a Pentecost!

- Anonymous

LORD Crucified, give me a love like Thine,

Help me to win the dying souls of men,

Lord, keep my heart in closest touch with Thine,

And give me love, pure Calvary love.

To bring the lost to Thee.

- Anonymous