1 I hear my Master calling,
“O who will go for Me,
And bear the blessed tidings
To souls beyond the sea?”
I saw the Master pointing
To Afric’s heathen shore,
Where millions grope in darkness,
And Satan’s legions roar.

Chorus:
Here am I, Lord,
Here am I, Lord,
Here am I, send me, send me;
Here am I, Lord,
Here am I, Lord,
Here am I, send me, send me.

2 I dreamed of dusky faces
Beyond the rolling sea,
Who’d never heard of Jesus,
The Lamb of Calvary;
Again a sweet voice whispered:
“O, who will go for Me,
And preach the gospel tidings,
Salvation full and free?” [Chorus]

3 O, I am very happy;
God’ will is sweet to me;
His presence will go with us
Across the rolling sea;
‘Tis just as near to heaven
From Africa, I know;
So farewell, friends and loved ones,
For we are bound to go. [Chorus]

4 “My presence shall go with thee,”
That is our bank and store;
The presence of Jehovah,
How could we ask for more?
His promise ne’er was broken,
Nor can it ever be;
‘Twill prove our bank unfailing,
Across the rolling sea. [Chorus]

5 Some day the joyful summons
Shall ring across the sea,
“Behold, the Bridegroom cometh;”
O, what a jubilee!
With sheaves that He has given,
On wings of love we’ll rise,
To dwell with Christ forever,
Beyond the vaulted skies. [Chorus]