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 !

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.

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.

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.