積分
演出藝人
Discover Worship
演出者
詞曲
Wayne Haun
詞曲創作
Ray Davis
詞曲創作
歌詞
Whom shall I send, said the Master
To a world that is dying and lost
To reap all the soul that are searching
Who will reach them, whatever the cost
The fields are white and to harvest
And yet there is so little healed
The soil is crying, the fruit is dying
No harvest in empty fields
Summer will soon be ended
And the time for planting all through
The vineyards once carefully tended
Lie in waste for the laborers are few
The fields are white and to harvest
And yet there is so little healed
The soil is crying, the fruit is dying
No harvest in empty fields
The fields are white and to harvest
And yet there is so little healed
The soil is crying, the fruit is dying
No harvest in empty fields
Written by: Ray Davis, Wayne Haun
