The Olive Tree

There's a call
 That come to you and me,
 Strong and clear,
 To share His truth and light.
 It's our time
 To serve and bring new life
 To a waiting,
 Waiting world in need.
 Each new day
 We'll nourish with His words
 Those who seek
 Direction from above.
 With our hands
 We'll share the Master's touch.
 With our hearts
 We'll spread His endless love.
 Until He comes
 And His work is done.
 We'll labor and we'll reap.
 What joy we'll find
 This last time,
 As we serve the King of Kings.
 Heaven's eyes
 Smile down as we declare
 Words of peace
 So precious and so rare.
 As we reap
 With tenderness and care,
 Truth and hope
 Bless nations everywhere.