1 God is calling, God is calling,
His commanding voice we hear;
He is ready for the harvest;
In his service volunteer.
Refrain:
God is calling, God is calling
Ev’ry hour and ev’ry day;
He is calling, he is calling
To the harvest field away!
God is calling, God is calling
Ev’ry hour and ev’ry day.
He is calling, he is calling
To the harvest field away!
2 Gather quickly all the lost ones,
Speak to them a gentle word;
To His kingdom you may bring them,
If your voice in love is heard. [Refrain]
3 Seed has fallen by the wayside,
And some golden grain it yields;
Stoop and gather when you find it,
‘Tis as precious as the fields. [Refrain]
4 Homeward coming from the harvest,
Bring to him the golden sheaves;
You can never win his favor
If you garner but the leaves. [Refrain]
Source: Songs of Summerland #138