Though you may not cross the ocean,
To the land where heathen dwell,
And to them the wondrous story
Of the love of Je­sus tell,
You can be a missionary,
There is much that you can do,
All around are little missions,
That the Lord has giv’n to you.

To the doubting ones around you,
To the weary and oppressed,
You can speak kind words of comfort
That will give them peace and rest;
You can serve the old and feeble,
You can go the sick to see,
And your Sav­ior’s voice will whisper,
Ye have done it unto Me.

Though you may not have great riches,
And your talents may be few,
You should give to God a portion
Of what He has giv’n to you;
Little offerings from the children
Are most precious in His sight,
He will take them and will bless them,
As He did the widow’s mite.