1 He of whom the books of Moses,
And the prophets told,
Calleth like a tender shepherd,
Lambs into His fold.
From the highways, from the byways,
From the hedges dark with sin,
From the pitfalls that may catch them,
Go and get the children in.
He of whom the books of Moses,
And the prophets told,
Calleth like a tender shepherd,
Lambs into His fold.

2 Lo, the wedding feast is ready,
And the Bridegroom waits,
put the wedding robe upon you,
Ere they close the gates.
Some have hasted out to meet Him,
With their burning lamps well trimmed;
Some have slept, their oil has wasted,
Till their lights have all been dimmed.
Lo, the wedding feast is ready,
And the Bridegroom waits,
put the wedding robe upon you,
Ere they close the gates.

3 Who of you that once has tasted,
Of the gospel feast,
Will go out and at His bidding,
See His guests increased?
Long the loving Bridegroom tarries,
Kindly, sweetly calling still,
Sending near and far the message,
All, yes all may come who will.
Who of you that once has tasted,
Of the gospel feast,
Will go out and at His bidding,
See His guests increased?