1Where cross the crowded ways of life,where sound the cries of race and clan,above the noise of selfish strife,we hear your voice, O Son of Man. 2From tender childhood’s helplessness,from woman’s grief, man’s burdened toil,from famished souls, from sorrow’s stress,your heart has never known recoil. 3The cup of water given for you stillholds the freshness […]
1All who love and serve your city,All who bear its daily stress,All who cry for peace and justice,All who curse and all who bless. 2In your day of loss and sorrow,In your day of helpless strife,Honor, peace, and love retreating,Seek the Lord, who is your life. 3For all days are days of judgment,And the Lord
1Come, labor on.Who dares stand idle on the harvest plainWhile all around him waves the golden grain?And to each servant does the Master say,“Go work today.” 2Come, labor on.Claim the high calling angels cannot share;To young and old the gospel gladness bear;Redeem the time; its hours too swiftly fly.The night draws nigh. 3Come, labor on.No
1Far and near the fields are teemingwith the sheaves of ripened grain;Far and near their gold is gleamingO’er the summy slope and plain. RefrainLord of harvest, send forth reapers!Hear us Lord,to Thee we cry;Send them now the sheaves to gather,Ere the harvest-time pass by. 2Send them forth with morn’s first beaming,Send them in the noon-tides’s
1Hark! the voice of Jesus calling,“Who will go and work today?Fields are white, the harvest waiting,Who will bear the sheaves away?”Loud and long the Master calleth,Rich reward He offers free;Who will answer, gladly saying,“Here am I, O Lord, send me”? 2If you cannot cross the oceanAnd the heathen lands explore,You can find the heathen nearer,You
1From the eastern mountains Pressing on they come,Wise men in their wisdom, To His humble home;Stirred by deep devotion, Hasting from afar,Ever journeying onward, Guided by a star. 2There their Lord and Savior Meek and lowly,Wondrous light that led them Onward on their way,Ever now to lighten Nations from afar,As they journey homeward By that
1Hark! ’tis the Shepherd’s voice I hear,Out in the desert dark and drear,Calling the sheep who’ve gone astray,Far from the Shepherd’s fold away. RefrainBring them in, Bring them in,Bring them in from the fields of sin;Bring them in, Bring them in,Bring the wanderers to Jesus. 2Who’ll go and help the Shepherd kind,Help Him the wandering
RefrainLift high the cross, the love of Christ proclaim,Till all the world adore His sacred Name. 1Come, Christians, follow where our Captain trod,Our King victorious, Christ, the Son of God. 2Led on their way by this triumphant sign,The hosts of God in conquering ranks combine. 3All newborn soldiers of the CrucifiedBear on their brows the
1Lord, whose love in humble serviceBore the weight of human need,Who upon the cross, forsaken,Worked Your mercy’s perfect deed:We, Your servants, bring the worshipNot of voice alone, but heart;Consecrating to Your purposeEvery gift which You impart. 2Still Your children wander homeless;Still the hungry cry for bread;Still the captives long for freedom;Still in grief we mourn
1O Jesus Christ, to You may hymns be risingIn every city for Your love and care;Inspire our worship, grant the glad surprisingThat Your blest Spirit brings men everywhere. 2Grant us new courage sacrificial humbleStrong in Your strength to venture and to dare,To lift the fallen, guide the feet that stumble,Seek out the lonely &God’s mercy
