Alfred G. Karnes - Called To The Foreign Field lyrics

In the far and heathen country where the people know not God I am going there to preach His precious word Where they bow to worship idols, I am going there to stay Where I'll labor in the vineyard of the Lord I'll soon be with my loved ones in my happy heavenly home Even now, the thought my soul with rapture thrills So goodbye, my friends and brethren For the time has come to go I must leave you on the dear old battlefield I am called to bear a message to the heathen far away And for years, o'er there, a stranger I may roam Just to tell them of a Savior, one who died to save them all That's the reason why I leave my native home I'll soon be with my loved ones in my happy heavenly home Even now, the thought my soul with rapture thrills So goodbye, my friends and brethren For the time has come to go I must leave you on the dear old battlefield Many days I'll climb the hillside in the sunshine and the rain Many days I'll be in hunger and in thirst Just to tell them that our Lord is coming back to earth again With His gifts and blessings, all as at the first I'll soon be with my loved ones in my happy heavenly home Even now, the thought my soul with rapture thrills So goodbye, my friends and brethren For the time has come to go I must leave you on the dear old battlefield I will stand the trials and hardships Just to tell them precious truths That the gospel of our Savior does contain And if they will but obey them and be faithful 'til our end Up in heaven we will meet you all again I'll soon be with my loved ones in my happy heavenly home Even now, the thought my soul with rapture thrills So goodbye, my friends and brethren For the time has come to go I must leave you on the dear old battlefield We'll not all be foreign laborers but the time has soon arrived When our mission we have faithfully fulfilled When our message is delivered and 'tis said of us, "Well done" In triumph we'll leave the dear old battlefield I'll soon be with my loved ones in my happy heavenly home Even now, the thought my soul with rapture thrills So goodbye, my friends and brethren For the time has come to go I must leave you on the dear old battlefield