Then saith he unto his disciples, The harvest truly is plenteous, but the labourers are few; Pray ye therefore the Lord of the harvest, that he will send forth labourers into his harvest.
The love of God is always seeking the lost. If God’s love is ruling in our hearts surely it should be of high priority to us also. But we get so busy with our own projects we are unaware or ignore the sad condition of the lost souls all around us. A prayer for God’s help will show us ample opportunities to share the Good News.
A Call for Workers
More than any other time
I call for workers, to do as designed
The love of God covers the earth with great power,
There rises a great harvest in the last hours.
The village is sleeping, the valleys are in slumber.
The peoples are dull of mind; they do not hear the thunder.
Watchmen are sounding the warning call;
But some of my children are not hearing at all.
Many eat plenty, but the wrong foods too much;
They are dumb, and fat, and very hard to touch.
If you hear and understand this word of rhyme,
Go and gather the harvest that is mine.
Reap a great crop of souls; rescued from the lost,
And wake your brother; encourage him to consider the cost;
Remind him of what I’ve asked all to do;
To go into all the world and share the Good News.
Lead me to each seeking soul,
Allow me to lead them to the cross,
Keep me in the Spirit flow;
A great harvest; drawn away from the lost.