hymnal 323
1 Call'd of God, we honor the call; Lord, we'll go wherever You say, where  you lead, come pain or pleasure, we would follow You every day.
Who shall turn us back from You, Lord? Death itself, from going Your way? Who shall turn us back from you, Lord? Death itself, from going Your way?
2 Achor's Vale, or doesolate waste, there we'd bear the Gospel You gave, Carry love through streets like Sodom's Anywhere, to seek and to save!
or agree a slave to be, Lord, in the joy of being Your slave! Or agree a slave to be, Lord, in the joy of being Your slave!
3 Honor, glory, power and praise, Lord, my God You only are due! Shame and scorn and cross You carried; Grant us grace to carry them too,
without name or fame, but, oh, Lord, joy and thanks, to serve before You Without name or fame, but, oh, Lord, Joy and thanks, to serve before You! amen