The Earth, O Lord, Is One Wide Field MANCHESTER NEW—Robert Wainwright The Earth, O Lord, Is One Wide Field 1 The earth, O Lord, is one wide field Of all Thy chosen seed; The crop prepared its fruit to yield; The labourers few indeed. 2 We therefore come before Thee now With fasting, and with prayer, Beseeching of Thy love that Thou Wouldst send more labourers there. 3 Not for our land alone we pray, Though that above the rest; The realms and islands far away, O let them all be blest. 4 Endue