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On the borders of eternity
the world is standing now,
In a moment all the wicked
will be lost in endless woe;
Oh, they need some gospel teacher
that they might salvation know,
Who will quickly go and warn them?
Brother, sister, will you go?
Hear them calling for the gospel,
Come and help us to be saved;
Hear them calling for the gospel,
Come and help us to be saved.
Oh, how gratefully we welcome
now the gleam of freedom’s light,
Yet the millions have not seen it,
still they roam in deepest night;
Hear, oh, hear from every nation
cries of sorrow and distress,
Time is surely, swiftly ending,
haste their dying souls to bless.
Hear them calling for the gospel,
Come and help us to be saved;
Hear them calling for the gospel,
Come and help us to be saved.
We will pray the Lord to send
His saving truth through every land,
“Go ye therefore,” saith the Master,
do you hear the great command?
Oh, review your consecration,
hasten to the harvest field,
And a thousand souls in heaven
gathered, be thy golden yield.
Hear them calling for the gospel,
Come and help us to be saved;
Hear them calling for the gospel,
Come and help us to be saved.
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15 15 15 15 r 8 7 8 7
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1893,1911
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