Missionary Vision Matthew 9:38
Lord God of Hosts! Open thy people’s eyes
That they may see earth’s whitened harvest field
Widespread. May note the precious grain that lies
Unreaped. Open! That they may see the promised yield
Perish because no sickles touch the grain
Making Thy Son’s great sacrifice in vain.
Lord God of Hosts! Call forth our young and strong
Into Thy harvest field where did the lost
In sin’s black night of fear and hate and wrong.
Lord! Call them forth to toil at any cost
That ransomed multitudes may stand
With those who reaped, at Thy right hand.