Verse 1
As we look around us
All the fields are white
Ripened unto harvest
And so swiftly comes the night
Christians must get busy
There is work to do
Here's an urgent task awaiting you
Chorus
Souls are crying people dying
Won't you lead them to the cross
Go and find them help to win them
Win the lost at any cost
Go out and win rescue from sin
Day's almost done low sinks the sun
Souls are crying people dying
Win the lost at any cost
Verse 2
Christ our loving Shepherd
Went out from the fold
Seeking for the stray lamb
That was lost in darkened cold
Tender hands of kindness
Raised Him from the ground
Now the little lost one had been found
Verse 3
Check your fold my Christian
Are the children in
Are there yet some straying
Lost in blackened fields of sin
You must go and reach them
Go without delay
Soon the shades of night
Will end the day
