1. The Master has come, and He calls us to follow
    The track of the footprints He leaves on our way;
    Far over the mountain and through the deep hollow,
    The path leads us on to the mansions of day:
    The Master has called us, the children who fear Him,
    Who march ’neath Christ’s banner, His own little band;
    We love Him and seek Him, we long to be near Him,
    And rest in the light of His beautiful land.
  2. The Master has called us; the road may be dreary,
    And dangers and sorrows are strewn on the track;
    But God’s Holy Spirit shall comfort the weary;
    We follow the Savior and will not turn back;
    The Master has called us, though doubt and temptation
    May compass our journey, we cheerfully sing:
    “Press onward, look upward,” through much tribulation;
    The children of Zion must follow the King.
  3. The Master has called us, in life’s early morning,
    With spirits as fresh as the dew on the sod:
    We turn from the world, with its smiles and its scorning,
    To cast in our lot with the people of God:
    The Master has called us, His sons and His daughters,
    We plead for His blessing and trust in His love;
    And through the green pastures, beside the still waters,
    He’ll lead us at last to His kingdom above.