On the bor­ders of eter­ni­ty
The world is stand­ing now,
In a mo­ment all the wick­ed
Will be lost in end­less woe;
Oh, they need some Gos­pel teach­er
That they might sal­va­tion know;
Who will quick­ly go and warn them?
Brother, sis­ter, will you go?

Refrain

Hear them calli­ng for the Gos­pel,
Come and help us to be saved;
Hear them call­ing for the Gos­pel,
Come and help us to be saved.

Oh, how grate­ful­ly we wel­come now
The gleam of free­dom’s light,
Yet the mill­ions have not seen it,
Still they roam in deep­est night;
Hear, oh hear from e­ve­ry n­ation
Cries of sor­row and dis­tress,
Time is sure­ly, swift­ly end­ing,
Haste their dy­ing souls to bless.

Refrain

We will pray the Lord to send His
Saving truth thro’ ev­ery land,
Go ye, there­fore, saith the Mas­ter;
Do you hear the great com­mand?
Oh, review your con­se­cra­tion,
Hasten to the harv­est field,
And a thou­sand souls in Heav­en
Gathered, be thy gold­en yield.

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