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876. The Debt We Owe

1 The Lord of the harvest is calling
For laborers true in His field,
To gather the sheaves ere they perish,
When mercy no more is revealed;
We bask in the sunlight of glory,
On heavenly manna we’re fed,
While souls o’er the ocean, in darkness,
Are starving for life-giving bread.

Refrain:
They perish, they perish,
Yet Jesus to save them has died;
Go pay them the debt that we owe them,
Those souls who in darkness abide.

2 The Savior hath given us freely
Salvation and grace through His name,
He bids us to publish His gospel,
Its words to all creatures proclaim;
We’re debtors to those who are dying,
And never its power have known;
Can we who so richly are favored
Still leave them to perish alone? [Refrain]

3 When taking His word to the lost ones,
It is not a gift we bestow:
By working and praying and giving,
We pay but the debt that we owe;
If millions are lost at the judgment,
Their cries shall our conscience upbraid,
Because when their souls we could rescue,
Our debt unto them was not paid. [Refrain]

4 Much grain now is falling ungathered,
While many stand idle and wait;
The harvest time soon will be ended,
For garnering then ’tis too late;
O soul, prove thy love to the Savior,
For what He has done unto thee,
By sending the tidings of mercy
To lost ones o’er land and o’er sea. [Refrain]

Text Information
First Line: The Lord of the harvest is calling
Title: The Debt We Owe
Author: Clara M. Brooks (1911)
Meter: 9.8.9.8 D R
Scripture: Luke 10:2; Romans 1:14
Topic: Missionary
Source: Timeless Truths (http://library.timelesstruths.org/music/The_Debt_We_Owe); Faith Publishing House, Evening Light Songs, 1949, edited 1987 (337); The Gospel Trumpet Company, Select Hymns, 1911 (326)
Refrain First Line: They perish, they perish
Tune Information
Name: [The Lord of the harvest is calling]
Composer: Andrew L. Byers (1911)
Meter: 9.8.9.8 D R
Key: A♭ Major
Source: Timeless Truths (http://library.timelesstruths.org/music/The_Debt_We_Owe); Faith Publishing House, Evening Light Songs, 1949, edited 1987 (337); The Gospel Trumpet Company, Select Hymns, 1911 (326)



Media
MIDI file: The_Debt_We_Owe.mid
(http://library.timelesstruths.org/music/The_Debt_We_Owe)
More media are available on the tune authority page.




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