See the fields
Ripe and white as snow
Up from the seeds of faith
We planted long ago
So many the hearts in season
With every prayer they've grown
He has made them ready
But we must bring them home

Lord of the harvest
Place Your fire in me
Servant You need now
Servant I will be
Give me the eyes of Your Spirit
Your heart of compassion to know
Lord of the harvest
Show me where to go

Time like a free wind
So quickly slips away
Too soon today is tomorrow
Too soon a yesterday
So little time for the reaping
And laborers are few
Lift your head to the fields of white
The work that we must do
Lord of the harvest
Place Your fire in me
Servant You need now
Servant I will be
Give me the eyes of Your Spirit
Your heart of compassion to know
Wherever You may lead me
Lord of the harvest, I'll go

Lord of the harvest
Place Your fire in me
Servant You need now
Servant I will be
Give me the eyes of Your Spirit
Your heart of compassion to know
Wherever You may lead me
Lord of the harvest, I'll go
Lord of the harvest, I'll go

See the fields