Master, Use Me

Send me forth

oh bless­èd Mas­ter!

Where in sor­row souls are bowed;

Send me forth to homes

Of want and hearts of care

And with joy I will ob­ey the call

And in Thy bless­èd name

I will take the bless­èd light

Of the Gos­pel there.

Call me forth

call me forth

To ac­tive serv­ice call me forth

And my prompt res­ponse will be

Here am I! Send me.

I am rea­dy to re­port for or­ders;

Master

sum­mon me

And I’ll go on any er­rand of love for Thee.

There are lives that may be bright­ened

By a word of hope and cheer;

There are souls with whom

Life’s bless­ings I should share;

There are hearts that may be light­ened of

The bur­dens which they bear;

Let me take the bless­èd hope

Of the Gos­pel there.

There is work with­in the vine­yard

There is serv­ice to be done;

There’s a mes­sage of

Sal­va­tion to de­clare;

Send me forth to tell the sto­ry to

The hearts of sin­ful men;

Let me take the bless­èd Christ

Of the Gos­pel there.

Oh

I would not be an id­ler

In the vine­yard of the Lord;

With the Christ the vine­yard

La­bor I would share;

Into hearts that know not Je­sus

I would speak the sav­ing Word;

Let me take the bless­èd joy

Of the Gos­pel there.