We will go again, trusting God
In the heat of the day, in the rain, toiling on
Souls must know earth is vain
To what do we owe this much
Launch our net, harvests in bunch
Souls must know, earth is vain.
Deaf ears we met on the field
Tract, fliers in gutter, conscience is killed
And we labour on, making known the call
To what extent will we go further
At what pace, with what media
Souls must know, earth is vain
Be saved, sanctified, heavenly ready
And we labour on, making known the call.
Garage show, Andrew's project
Looking for souls, on the streets, in the closets
Breaking doors that were closed
Going beyond borders, make Christ known
Each and every land, Christ
The small, the great, the weak, the strong, Christ
Breaking barriers and doors that were closed.
Delivering free from hell, our business
From skinny actress to the plum cobbler
Brother come, sister look here, God's kindness
That no one be damned, He became cursed
Come, hear this word, listen to our call
This same Christ can save, free from all doom
This one thing has been said countless times
That no one be damned, He became cursed.