Also I heard the voice of the Lord, saying, Whom shall I send, and who will go for us?
Then said I, Here am I, send me.
It may not be on the mountain's height, or over the stormy sea.
It may not be at the battle's front, my Lord will have need of me.
But if by a still, small voice he comes to pass, I do not know.
I'll answer, dear Lord, with my hand in thine, I'll go where you want me to go.
I'll go where you want me to go, dear Lord, or mountain, or plain, or sea.
I'll say what you want me to say, dear Lord, I'll be what you want me to be.
Perhaps today there are loving words that Jesus would have me scream.
There may be now, in the paths of sin, some wanderer whom I should see.
O Savior, if thou wilt be my guide, though dark and rugged the way, my voice shall echo the message sweet,
I'll say what you want me to say.
I'll go where you want me to go, dear Lord, or mountain, or plain, or sea.
I'll say what you want me to say, dear Lord, I'll be what you want me to be.
There's surely somewhere a lonely place in earth's harvest field so wide,
where I may labor through life's short day for Jesus the crucified.
So trust Him, my all, unto Thy care, I know Thou loveth as near.
I'll do Thy will with a heart sincere, I'll be what you want me to be.
I'll go where you want me to go, dear Lord, or mountain, or plain, or sea.
I'll say what you want me to say, dear Lord, I'll be what you want me to be.
I'll be what you want me to be.