1 "Go to all the world and preach the Gospel,"
Was the last commandment of the Master;
And the answer comes from every nation:
"We are dying, send the Gospel faster."

Refrain:
Faster, faster, faster!
Hear their pleading cry;
Save them from disaster,
Help them ere they die;
Who will answer, "Master, send me;
Here am I, send me."

2 As men swiftly fly on wings of mercy
When some tidings come of dire disaster;
So, before a thousand millions perish,
Let us haste to send the Gospel faster. [Refrain]

3 Oh, how much we spend for earthly trifles,
And neglect the need that’s so much vaster;
Wake us, Master, from our guilty trifling;
Help us send the Gospel faster, faster. [Refrain]