The Call
Can you hear it down the ages
Like a mighty trumpet sound
A call to leave the night
And step into the morning
It’s a call to joy and gladness
In a world of war and pain
And yet it sounds a not e of danger
And of warning
It’s a call to leave your treasures
And your trinkets on the road
It’s a call to join the weeping
And to bear the suffer’s load
It’s a call to live like fools
By another set of rules
Well, it’s a call to take
Your cross in hand and follow
Yes, it’s a call to take
Your cross in hand and follow
It’s a call to love the stranger
It’s a call to live as friends
In a world that says
Good fences make good neighbors
And it’s a call to face the makers of
Destruction and of war
And to plead that we
Put down those guns and sabres
It’s a call to death and dying
It’s a call to life and birth
And it’s a call to plant the seeds of love
On barren planet earth
It’s a call to live like fools
By another set of rules
It’s a call to take
Your cross in hand and follow
Yes, it’s a call to take
Your cross in hand and follow
I hear the music and it’s callin’ me
Come and be all that you were born to be
Oh if anybody would come after me
Take up your cross and follow
It’s a blood-stained invitation
To a life of sacrifice
A call to walk the road
That leads from here to glory
It’s a joyful expectation
Of the dawning of that day
When God shall write
The final chapter in the story
It’s a cal to be the lowly
And it’s a call to be the least
It’s a call to join the fasting
That shall lead to final feast
It’s a call to live like fools
By another set of rules
It’s a call to take
Your cross in hand and follow
Yes, it’s a call to take
Your cross in hand and follow
I hear that music, and it’s calling me
Come and be all that you were born to be
And if anybody would come after me
Take up your cross and follow
Take up your cross and follow!
