The Harvest and The laborers

[intro] VERSE 1 — The Field Is Ready You said the harvest is ready, You said the fields are white. You said the world is aching For the Gospel and the light. You said the lonely are waiting, You said the broken cry for peace. You said the hurting need a Savior— Lord, let Your laborers increase. CHORUS — Lord, Send Me to the Harvest Lord, send me to the harvest, Make my heart burn for the lost. Let compassion be my calling, Let me serve no matter cost. Lord, send me to the harvest, Let Your Spirit lead my steps. Here I am—Your willing servant; Use my life ’til nothing’s left. VERSE 2 — Few Laborers, Many Souls You said the laborers are few, Lord, But the souls are countless still. You said pray to the Lord of the harvest To send workers to Your will. So I lift my hands in surrender, And I lift my voice to pray: “Lord, send workers to the nations— And send me out today.” BRIDGE — Make Me a Laborer Give me eyes to see the hurting, Give me love for every soul. Give me courage for the mission, Give me strength to take my role. Give me faith to move in boldness, Give me peace when fear draws near. Give me fire of the Spirit— Send me, Lord… I'm ready here. FINAL CHORUS — Lord, Send Me to the Harvest Lord, send me to the harvest, Let me go where You command. Make my heart like Yours with mercy, Let me be Your willing hands. Lord, send me to the harvest, For Your kingdom and Your name. Use my days to reach the broken— Every heart You came to claim. ENDING — The Prayer of the Laborer The harvest is Yours, Lord, The workers are few. So here I am, Father— Send me for You.