The Reaper's Call

[Verse 1] The harvest stands before us, the fields are ripe and white But where are all the laborers who once burned with holy fire? The fields are full of precious souls, the time is growing late And still we stand with idle hands, content to simply wait [Chorus] How many souls have you won since you found Christ? How many hearts have you led into the light? If you're not reaping, you're bringing shame To the Gospel and the Savior's holy name Come to the altar, fall on your knees Repent of your barrenness, answer the plea [Verse 2] Wednesday night the prayer room waits, the pews are half-filled still The Spirit groans for intercessors who will bend to His will The blood of Christ was not in vain, the price was paid in full But where's the fruit upon your branch? Oh, make your vessel full [Bridge] Don't let your robes be spotless while the lost cry out in pain The Master asks for harvesters, not those who simply gain What good is all your doctrine if you never share the Word? The angels weep to see the souls that never, ever heard [Final Chorus] How many souls have you won since you found Christ? How many hearts have you led into the light? If you're not reaping, you're bringing shame To the Gospel and the Savior's holy name Come to the altar, fall on your knees Repent of your barrenness, answer the plea "He that winneth souls is wise." — Proverbs 11:30