The soul winner is a servant
only a servant to his master
His only wish is to be fervent
Oh! So faithful to his master
And although the World despise him
Though his feet hurt from travelling
Still, will he keep going, not for fame
But for souls, he stays travailing
One day at a time
That’s the life of a soul winner
He worries not, throughout his lifetime
For God, Almighty is his keeper
One day will the soul winner rest
And take his flight to the heavens
For he shall behold the results of his toil
and know that he is truly blest
When he shall see the face of the one’s he won
When his eyes behold the crown
Then shall he realize he is no more a soul winner
For the soul winner has become a prize winner
A prize-winner for his master
For he never did toil for himself
He did it all but for his maker
For all glory and honour belong to him
Author: Abrokwah Maxi Otuwaa
