To the harvest fields I will gladly go
In the service of my king
With a song of love to the faint and low
In the service of my king!
It is glory there
joy beyond compare
In the service of my king.
Let me ever work with a willing hand
Guided by His Word
heeding each command
Let me win some soul that his life may be
In the service of my king;
Let me sing some song that will make me free
Just a kindly word or a song of prayer
In the blessèd service of my king
That the lost may turn and His glory share
In the blessèd service of my king!
In the blessèd service of my king.
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