Go forth, said the master, and make no delay,
Invite to the banquet, invite all today;
The chosen have tarried, bring hither the blind,
The poor and the needy, leave no one behind.

chorus:
Now all things are ready, the master says "Come,"
The whole world is bidden, and yet there is room.
The whole world is bidden,
The whole world is bidden,
The whold world is bidden, and yet there is room.

Then quickly the servants went out from their Lord,
His message they published with joyful accord,
From highways and hedges they called to the feast
And welcomed with rapture each wondering guest.

(chorus)

O wayworn and weary, despise not the call,
Reject not that mercy, 'tis free, free to all,
Thy Father is waiting to welcome thee home;
Oh! haste to the banquet while yet there is room.