Alfred G. Karnes - Called To The Foreign Field Lyrics
In the far and heathen country where the people know not GodI am going there to preach His precious wordWhere they bow to worship idols, I am going there to stayWhere I'll labor in the vineyard of the LordI'll soon be with my loved ones in my happy heavenly homeEven now, the thought my soul with rapture thrillsSo goodbye, my friends and brethrenFor the time has come to goI must leave you on the dear old battlefieldI am called to bear a message to the heathen far awayAnd for years, o'er there, a stranger I may roamJust to tell them of a Savior, one who died to save them allThat's the reason why I leave my native homeI'll soon be with my loved ones in my happy heavenly homeEven now, the thought my soul with rapture thrillsSo goodbye, my friends and brethrenFor the time has come to goI must leave you on the dear old battlefieldMany days I'll climb the hillside in the sunshine and the rainMany days I'll be in hunger and in thirstJust to tell them that our Lord is coming back to earth againWith His gifts and blessings, all as at the firstI'll soon be with my loved ones in my happy heavenly homeEven now, the thought my soul with rapture thrillsSo goodbye, my friends and brethrenFor the time has come to goI must leave you on the dear old battlefieldI will stand the trials and hardshipsJust to tell them precious truthsThat the gospel of our Savior does containAnd if they will but obey them and be faithful 'til our endUp in heaven we will meet you all againI'll soon be with my loved ones in my happy heavenly homeEven now, the thought my soul with rapture thrillsSo goodbye, my friends and brethrenFor the time has come to goI must leave you on the dear old battlefieldWe'll not all be foreign laborers but the time has soon arrivedWhen our mission we have faithfully fulfilledWhen our message is delivered and 'tis said of us, "Well done"In triumph we'll leave the dear old battlefieldI'll soon be with my loved ones in my happy heavenly homeEven now, the thought my soul with rapture thrillsSo goodbye, my friends and brethrenFor the time has come to goI must leave you on the dear old battlefield
