O Master, when Thou callest

1 O Master, when Thou callest,
No voice may say Thee nay;
For blest are they that follow
Where Thou dost lead the way;
Om freshest prime of morning,
Or fullest glow of noon,
The note of heavenly warning
Can never come too soon.

2 O Master, where Thou callest,
No foot may shrink in fear;
For they who trust Thee wholly
Shall find Thee ever near
And chamber still and lonely,
Or busy harvest-field,
Where Thou, Lord, rulest only,
Shall precious produce yield.

3 O Master, when Thou callest,
No heart may dare refuse;
'Tis honour, highest honour,
When Thou dost deign to use
Our brightest and our fairest,
Our dearest--all are Thine;
Thou who for each one carest,
We hail Thy love's design.

4 They who go forth to serve Thee,
We too who serve at home,
May watch and pray together
Until Thy kingdom come;
In Thee for aye united,
Our song of hope we raise,
Till that blest shore is sighted
Where all shall turn to praise.

Source: Methodist Hymn and Tune Book: official hymn book of the Methodist Church #284

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