[1]
Pán žatvy dnes ku tebe hovorí, kto ide, kto pracovať pre Mňa, v hriechoch strácajú sa ľudia mnohí a netušia, čo dáva viera.
Hear the Lord of harvest sweetly calling, “Who will go and work for Me today? Who will bring to Me the lost and dying? Who will point them to the narrow way?”
[chorus]
Vrav, Pane, vrav, Pane, vrav, hotová je už odpoveď. Vrav, Pane, vrav, Pane, vrav a pošli mňa, ja rád idem.
Speak, my Lord, speak, my Lord, Speak, and I’ll be quick to answer Thee; Speak, my Lord, speak, my Lord, Speak, and I will answer, “Lord send me.”
[2]
Prorokových úst sa dotkol oheň, prepálil ich celkom dočista. Vtedy Boh sa spýtal, „Koho pošlem?“ A on riekol, „Pane, pošli mňa.“
When the coal of fire touched the prophet, Making him as pure as pure can be, When the voice of God, said “Who’ll go for us?” Then he answered, “Here I am, send me.”
[3]
Mnohí zomierajú v hriechu, hanbe, ó, jak mnohí v biede zahynú. Poď tiež, bratre, zachraňovať duše, povedz Pánu, „Majstre, ja som tu.“
Millions now in sin and shame are dying: Listen to their sad and bitter cry; Hasten, brother, hasten to the rescue; Quickly answer, “Master, here am I.”
[4]
Za krátky čas koniec bude leta, šťastný bude ten, kto verne žil, lebo pri výplate povie ti Pán, „Tebe skvejúcu odmenu dám.“
Soon the time for reaping will be over; Soon we’ll gather for the harvest home; May the Lord of harvest smile upon us; May we hear His blessed, “Child, well done.”