How Will They Hear?
by Jay Goldsborough
Verse 1: Darkness overshadows the little village of his birth
His family all asleep, he lies alone.
Gazing up toward heaven, a little tear falls to the earth
And he wonders if his sorrows are known
His body racked with pain from his father's disdain,
He lifts his hand and whispers in the night, "If there's a God up above,
Please send me someone in love to comfort me and show me what is right."
Verse 2: His brow was creased and wrinkled, his hands were calloused and hard;
His hair was gray, his body stooped with age.
But his eye possessed a twinkle, and his gaze shot through my heart;
His voice was strong, he looked at me and said,
"The harvest fields are white, and I have labored all my life.
Now who will go and stand in my place? The people there must hear
That Jesus Christ is near. Step forward now, the work of God embrace."
Chorus: How will they hear? How will they know?
How will they ever find the truth if we don't go?"
How can we fear God's love to show?
Jesus desires every child His love to know.
Bridge: And all around the world in every tongue, to every nation, tribe and clan,
The Gospel must be preached to every man.
So who will go and light the way that leads lost souls to Christ?
Who will go and lay down his life?
REPEAT CHORUS
Jesus desires every child His love to know. How will they hear if we don't go?
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