There is peace and contentment in my Father’s house today,
Lots of food on His table and no one is turned away,
There is singing and laughter as the hours pass by
But a hush calms the singing as the Father sadly cries:
My house is full, but
my field is empty,
Who shall go and work
for me today?
It seems my children
all want to stay around my table
But no one wants to
work in my field,
No one wants to work in my field
Push away from the table, look out through the windowpane,
Just beyond this house of plenty lies a field of golden grain
And it’s ripened unto harvest but the reapers, where are they?
In the house, oh, can't the children hear the Father sadly say:
My house is full, but
my field is empty,
Who shall go and work
for me today?
It seems my children
all want to stay around my table
But no one wants to
work in my field,
No one wants to work in my field
Souls are crying,
Men are dying,
Won’t you lead them to the cross?
Go and find them,
Help to win them,
Win the lost at any cost
But no one wants to work in my field,
No one wants to work in my field.
*** Christian Song Lyrics by Lanny Wolfe ***
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