Speak, My Lord

Hear the Lord of har­vest sweet­ly call­ing

Who will go and work for Me to­day?

Who will bring to Me the lost and dy­ing?

Who will point them to the nar­row way?

Speak

my Lord

speak

my Lord

Speak

and I’ll be quick to an­swer Thee;

Speak

my Lord

speak

my Lord

Speak

and I will an­swer

Lord

send me.

When the coal of fire touched the pro­phet

Making him as pure

as pure can be

When the voice of God said

Who’ll go for us?

Then he an­swered

Here I am

send me.

Millions now in sin and shame are dy­ing

Listen to their sad and bit­ter cry;

Hasten

bro­ther

hast­en to the res­cue;

Quickly an­swer

Mas­ter

here am I.

Soon the time for reap­ing will be ov­er;

Soon we’ll gather for the har­vest home;

May the Lord of har­vest smile upon us

May we hear His bless­èd

Child

well done.