1. There is peace and contentment in my Father's house today
Lots of food on the table and no one is turned away
There is singing and laughter as the hours pass by
But a hush calms the singing as the Father sadly cries
Refrain:
My house is full, but my field is empty
Who will go and work for Me today
It seems my children all want to stay around my table
But no one wants to work my field
No one wants to work my field
2. Push away from the table
Look out through the windowpane
Just beyond this house of plenty
Lies a field of golden grain
And it's ripened unto harvest
But the reapers, where are they?
In the house
Oh, count the children
Hear the Father sadly say
3. Souls are crying
Men are dying
Won't you lead them to the cross
Go and find them
Help to win them
Win the lost at any cost
But no one wants to work in my field
No one wants to work in my field