The fields are white to harvest
The labours are few.
Jesus is calling for reapers;
Perhaps He is calling you.
He wants you to tell the people
Who never heard of our Lord,
Of how they can be forgiven,
If they only believe His word.
Go tell them He died to save them.
Yes tell them He lives again,
And soon He is coming in power,
Over all the earth to reign.
He was wounded for our transgressions;
He hung on Calvary's tree.
He left His home in glory,
To die for you and me.
And now He is interceding,
On the throne of God above.
He is telling of full salvation,
Of hope and peace and love.
He is dearer to us than a brother;
He shares all our pain and grief.
When the dark clouds of sorrow gather,
Go to Him, He will give relief.
We know Him as Lord and Saviour,
Defender, Redeemer and Friend.
He will guide and direct our footsteps,
Unto Life that has no end.
Sent in by Mrs Aubrey Croft
Halifax Co. N.