900. WE HAVE A TASK


WE must now reach out to the lost
Where e’er cor-ner they be hid
For where e’er this WORD in full
Is preached He’d promised to be there.

CHORUS

Lets live our lives now everyday
As though He comes the next moment
Des-pe-rate to win some soul
It could be that final seed.

We have a task needful to do
Let all things behind that may
Detour our course and maim our view
That, we, get not at that goal,

Wake! Wake! O kindred seeds proclaim
With all strength this final hour
Don’t despair, for – It – may – –
Be the dawning of that day