1. Hark, the voice of Je- sus cal- ling, "Who will go and work to- day? Fields are ripe and har- vests wait- ing, Who will bear the sheaves a- way?" Long and loud the Mas- ter calls us, Rich re- ward He of- fers free; Who will an- swer, glad- ly say- ing, "Here am I, send me, send me?"

2. If you can- not cross the oc- ean, And the dis- tant lands ex- plore, You can find the lost a- round you, You can help them at your door; If you can- not give your thou- sands, You can give the wi- dow's mite; What you tru- ly give for Je- sus, Will be pre- cious in His sight.

3. If you can- not speak like an- gels, If you can- not preach like Paul, You can tell the love of Je- sus, You can say He died for all. If you can- not rouse the wick- ed, With the judg- ment's dread a- larms, You can lead the lit- tle child- ren To the Sa- vior's wait- ing arms.

4. If you can- not be the watch- man, Stand- ing high on Zi- on's wall, Point- ing out the path to hea- ven, Off'r- ing life and peace to all, With your prayers and with your boun- ties You can do what heav'n de- mands; You can be like faith- ful Aa- ron, Hold- ing up the pro- phet's hands.

5. If a- mong the old- er peo- ple, You may not be apt to teach, "Feed My lambs," said Christ, our Shep- herd, "Place the food with- in their reach." And it may be that the child- ren You have led with tremb- ling hand, Will be found a- mong your jew- els, When you reach the bet- ter land.