1 Fellow Christians, let us gather
Round the banner of the cross.
We must win the unchurched millions,
Lest they suffer endless loss.
Multitudes are daily drifting
Into ways of sin and shame;
Christ Himself calls ev'ry Christian
Straying sinners to reclaim.
2 We must hear and heed the challenge
And the urgent call obey,
Coming from our teeming cities,
To regain without delay
Wayward brethren, errant sisters,
Groping in the night of sin;
Jesus bids us go and seek them
And compel them to come in.
3 As we view the unsaved masses,
Who like sheep have gone astray,
We must meet them with compassion
Lest they perish by the way.
In the heart of crowded cities
Where the pow'rs of evil reign,
We must carry on our mission
Unsaved sinners to regain.
4 Let us not, like priest and Levite,
Coldly pass the wretched by;
What we preach, that let us practice,
Lest our lives our lips deny;
Let us be our brother's keeper,
Prove our faith by works of love;
Saved to serve, be this our watchword,
Till we join the hosts above.
5 We beseech Thee, blessed Savior,
Ev'ry Christian's heart control
With an ever present passion
For the unconverted soul.
O baptize with Thy good Spirit
Ev'ry member of Thy fold!
Bless the labors of Thy servants
As on Pentecost of old!
Source: American Lutheran Hymnal #116