Behold, the Master now is calling For reapers brave and true ; The golden harvest fields are waiting, But labourers are few.
Go forth, with patience, love, and kindness ; And, in the Master's name, The blessed news of free salvation To all the world proclaim !
2. Go forth, and rescue those that perish, Where sin and darkness reign; Go, lend a helping hand to save them, And break the tempter's chain.
3. Go, bid the poor with joy and gladness The feast of love to share ; And He, the Bread of Life Eternal, Will make them welcome there.
4. Go forth, the summer days are waning Their light will soon be o'er ; The solemn hour is quickly coming, When we can work no more.