hear the Lord of harvest sweetly calling. “Who will go and work for Me today? Who will bring to Me the lost and dying? Who will point them to the narrow way?”
Speak, my Lord, speak my Lord, Speak, and I’ll be quick to answer Thee; Speak, my Lord, speak, my Lord, Speak and I will answer Lord send me
When the coal of fire touched the prophet, Making him as pure as pure can be. When the voice of God, said “Who’ll go for us?” Then he answered, “here i am send me”
Speak, my Lord, speak my Lord, Speak, and I’ll be quick to answer Thee; Speak, my Lord, speak, my Lord, speak and i will answer Lord send me
Millions now in sin and shame are dying; Listen to their sad and bitter cry; Hasten, brother, hasten to the rescue; Quickly answer, “Master, here i am send me
Speak, my Lord, speak my Lord, Speak, and I’ll be quick to answer Thee; Speak, my Lord, speak, my Lord, speak and i will answer Lord send me
Soon the time for reaping will be over; Soon we’ll gather for the harvest home; May the Lord of harvest smile upon us, May we hear His blessed child well done,
Speak, my Lord, speak my Lord, Speak, and I’ll be quick to answer Thee; Speak, my Lord, speak, my Lord, speak and i will answer Lord send me