Hark!
I
hear
a
sound
from
o’er
the
water,
’Tis
the
cry
of
anguish
and
despair;
’Tis
the
cry
of
precious
souls
in
darkness,
While
waiting
for
the
light
of
Jesus,
there;
Hear
the
idle
laborers
near
us
saying,
“Master
what
wilt
Thou
have
me
to
do?”
The
harvest
now
is
great,
oh!
haste,
my
brother,
The
reapers
few.
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Who
will
go?
Who
will
go?
To
the
ends
of
the
earth,
Hast
thou
a
passion
for
the
lost?
Dost
thou
realize
what
a
soul
is
worth?
Who
will
go?
Who
will
go?
Tell
of
Jesus’
death
upon
the
tree?
Oh!
who
will
answer
quickly,
“Here
am
I, O
Lord,
send
me”?
Will
you
go
and
tell
them
of a
Savior?
Tell
them
how
He
suffered
on
the
tree?
Will
you
give
your
very
life
to
save
them?
And
tell
them
Jesus
came
to
set
them
free?
Will
you
take
the
way,
endure
the
suffering?
Finding
in
the
cross
your
only
rest?
For
suffering
here
with
Jesus
brings
the
glory,
His
ways
are
best.
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We
will
follow,
we
will
follow
Jesus,
Willingly
and
gladly
we’ll
obey,
He
will
never
leave
us
nor
forsake
us,
He
is
our
Friend,
our
Comforter
and
Stay.
Though
He
lead
us
o’er
the
briny
ocean,
Though
He
lead
us
o’er
the
sandy
plain,
We
still
will
trust
in
Jesus
Christ
our
Savior,
Oh!
praise
His
Name.
Refrain
After
we’ve
received
the
Spirit’s
fullness,
Filling
all
our
hearts
with
love
divine,
We’re
to
witness
to
the
blessèd
Gospel,
In
every
nation,
country,
land
and
clime,
When
we
give
the
Gospel
as a
witness
Unto
every
people
far
and
near,
With
lightning
flash,
we’ll
see
in
clouds
of
glory
The
King
appear.
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