The Voice of God Is Calling

The voice of God is call­ing

Its sum­mons in our day;

Isaiah heard in Zi­on

And we now hear God say:

Whom shall I send to suc­cor

My peo­ple in their need?

Whom shall I send to loos­en

The bonds of shame and greed?

I hear My people cry­ing

In slum and mine and mill;

No field or mart is si­lent

No ci­ty street is still.

I see My peo­ple fall­ing

In dark­ness and des­pair.

Whom shall I send to shat­ter

Te fet­ters which they bear?

We heed

O Lord

Your sum­mons

And an­swer: Here are we!

Send us up­on Your er­rand

Let us Your serv­ants be.

Our strength is dust and ash­es

Our years a pass­ing hour;

But You can use our weak­ness

To mag­ni­fy Your pow­er.

From ease and plen­ty save us;

From pride of place ab­solve;

Purge us of low de­sire;

Lift us to high re­solve;

Take us

and make us ho­ly;

Teach us Your will and way.

Speak

and be­hold! We an­swer;

Command

and we ob­ey!