O have you had the vision
Have you heard the cry?
Of millions lost and perishing
O do not let them die;
Their souls have all been purchased
At how great a cost!
Don’t lose the vision
Keep your eye upon the cross.
Keep your eye upon the cross;
Or the cause will suffer loss;
If you want to reach another
Keep in touch with Christ
my brother
The young men shall see visions
And the old dream dreams
The wilderness be watered
In the desert shall be streams
The Spirit poured upon us
Cleansing from all dross
Isaiah had a vision
Of the Lord on high
Whose train filled all the temple
And he heard the seraph cry;
O Holy
Holy
Is the Lord of hosts;
The vision of the prophet
Showed to him his sin;
He cried out
Woe is me!
For I am still unclean within;
The fire from off the altar
Purged his heart from dross
The fields are white to harvest
Have you heard the call?
The Spirit now is waiting
Won’t you yield to Him our all?
The time is swiftly passing
O! the fearful loss
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