How Shall The people Hear?

©Deborah Bolack & Dana Talbot 1996
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Burn in our minds an image that cannot fade away.
Create in hearts a burden that lasts beyond today,
for a world that’s lost and dying, on the road to hell,
while the ransomed of the Lord in contentment dwell.
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For faith cometh by hearing, and hearing by the word of God.
But how shall the people hear, if we won't do our part?
Lift up your eyes and look; already the fields are white.
Don’t wait any longer to bring the darkness light.
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Lord, please work in each heart to heed the Saviour’s call,
to follow where he leadeth, and surrender all.
To reach the many nations, Lord, this is our prayer;
to proclaim the name of Jesus, at home and everywhere.
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For faith cometh by hearing, and hearing by the word of God.
But how shall the people hear, if we won't do our part?
Lift up your eyes and look; already the fields are white.
Don’t wait any longer to bring the darkness light.

He that goeth forth with weeping, bearing precious seed,
shall come again rejoicing, bringing with him his sheaves.
So let our hearts be broken, as for souls we pray,
and let us not grow weary showing them the way.
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For faith cometh by hearing, and hearing by the word of God.
But how shall the people hear, if we won't do our part?
Lift up your eyes and look; already the fields are white.
Don’t wait any longer to bring the darkness light.
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How shall the people hear? Oh we must shine His light.
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Psalm 126:6 He that goeth forth and weepeth, bearing precious seed, shall doubtless come again with rejoicing, bringing his sheaves with him.

John 4:35b behold, I say unto you, Lift up your eyes, and look on the fields; for they are white already to harvest.


Often when we have a missionary come to present his field, we feel a burden for the lost souls he is trying to reach, and even give in the offering to help with his support. But after he leaves we go on with our lives, and before long we’ve forgotten that mission field and maybe even the missionary’s name. If only God could burn in our minds a picture of the lost souls sliding into hell, as we sit in the comfort of our church, taking for granted the Bible we hold in our hands, and the salvation in our hearts.


* This was one of the first lyrics I wrote. I knew nothing about music, so I asked my daughter Dana to write music for it. My daughter Christie played for us and we sang it in church. We had it recorded at one time, but it was on cassette and I no longer have a copy.
*This song will be in Apollos Watered

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