Mexico City, August 22,2000
The harvest’s ripe, laborers few,
Send us Lord we want to serve you.
Our desire’s to share Christ’s story,
Use us Lord to give You glory.
To nations East and West,
We’ll give our very best.
To nations North and South
Our hands we will stretch out.
Christ saves, He heals, He loves souls so.
How can we leave them to the foe?
His mandate’s clear - the hour is nigh.
Go forth- lift up His banner high.
Here He comes, the Lord draws near.
Come one, come all, come and cheer.
Alleluia
