Faraway Fields

Written by George Leon Pike, Sr.

Copyright © 1995 by Betty M. Pike

1. While here in this world, with all its convenience,

With all that we need, to give our hearts a thrill,

But what will we do, with people so needy,

Wanting to know, if Jesus is real.


2. I can hear Jesus say, while gently speaking,

“Who’ll come and go, take the message for Me,

To those faraway isles, where heathens are growing,

Those wandering ones, who’ve never heard about Me?”


3. Little children, they lie down on the streets in starvation,

With no one to care, for their bodies so frail,

What will you way, when you stand in the judgment,

When you hear Jesus ask, “Oh why did you fail?”



Those faraway fields, they keep on a calling,

Those faraway places, are so nearby to me,

I can hear poor lost souls, they keep on a pleading,

“Who’ll come and bring salvation to me?”