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 tongue but our tongues to tell men how He died, He has no help but our help to bring them to His side.
As the Apostles are no longer with us, and miracles and signs no longer being performed as found in 1 Corinthians 13, the only messengers Christ has left to continue the great commision is us.
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?
Because we are the ones to continue the commission, we must be very careful in how we live our lives. If we, as the Pharisees did, and live lives contrary to the gospel we’re trying to preach, what does our effort accomplish?
Especially how Christians are seen today, telling others of Christ is an uphill battle, but considering what awaits us when this life is over, it’s one we must try to climb.
What if our hands are busy with other things than His? What if our feet are walking where sin’s allurement is? What if our tongues are speaking of things His life would spurn? How can we hope to help Him and welcome his return?
And worse than that, how can we hope to enter Heaven if we, ourselves, are not living as we should? How can we hope to enter Heaven if we are living in sin as the world is? Should we pray to hasten the coming of the day of the Lord if we aren’t prepared ourselves?
This song should be a sobering reminder that when we teach others, we must make sure we first clear the plank in our eyes before we try to remove the speck in our brother’s, because we all do sin, but we must strive to live the best that we can so our influence on others is a good one.