Written & Composed by Michael Woodhead
Copyright © 1974, 2020
[to the tune of Farewell, Noelle]
Lift up your eyes, lift up your eyes
Lift up your eyes -- look on the fields
So many people without God's Word
The gospel of Jesus they've never heard
Is your heart stirred
Have you been called there to preach Good News
All men must hear it -- Gentiles and Jews
Through all taboos
Lift up your eyes, lift up your eyes
Lift up your eyes -- look on the fields
The harvest is plenteous, the reapers are few
God has called others, has he called you
What will you do
Is this your calling -- the mission field
Listen to Jesus, and to him yield
All things concealed
Lift up your eyes, lift up your eyes
Lift up your eyes -- look on the fields