p. 15 | China's Call by Mrs. A. C. Selmon

Review and Herald Publishing Association · Washington, D. C. · Dec 7, 1905

China's Call

By Mrs. A. C. Selmon

(Tune: No. 397, “Christ in Song.”)

Adapted by Mrs. A. C. Selmon, Honan, China.

NEARER fields, the reapers toiling, Gather in the golden grain, Still the distant eastern borders To the workers' skill remain.

CHORUS

Lord of harvest, send forth reapers. Hear us, Lord, to thee we cry; Send them, China's sheaves to gather, Ere the harvest time pass by.

Long the shadows there have tarried; Late the precious seeds were sown; Now the world's great Light is shining On a harvest fully grown.

China, with its teeming millions, Souls for whom our Saviour died, Knowing heaven, but not the pathway, Lost, is waiting for a guide.

Now the word from home has reached them, Are there none to lead the way? Ere the harvest time is over, Will you help, as well as pray?