LORD of the harvest, hear Thy needy servants’ cry; Answer our faith’s effectual prayer, And all our wants supply.
On Thee we humbly wait; Our wants are in Thy view: The harvest truly, Lord, is great; The labourers are few.
Convert, and send forth more Into Thy church abroad; And let them speak Thy word of power, As workers with their God.
Give the pure Gospel word, The word of glorious grace; Thee let them preach, the only Lord And Saviour of our race.
O let them spread Thy name, Their mission fully prove, Thy condescending grace proclaim, Thine all-redeeming love!
Charles Wesley, 1707-88