15. Hark the Master Calleth

Hark, the Master calleth, 'who for me will go?'  Some from ev'ry nation must the Savior know, Other sheep are waiting for the gospel call, ev'ry tongue must praise him, Jesus died for all.

Hasten then, O hasten to the lands of night, farther and still farther with the gospel light.

2.

Harvest fields are bending, soon 'twill be too late, reapers now are needed, lo 'tis death to wait.  Who will take the gospel over land and sea?  Who will answer gladly, 'here am I, send me?'

Hasten then, O hasten to the lands of night, farther and still farther with the gospel light.

3.

All may share the glory, some can give and pray, others at his bidding quickly speed away.  Life must be invested, none for self may live; who will heed the challenge all to Jesus give?

Hasten then, O hasten to the lands of night, farther and still farther with the gospel light.

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