Where are you? Where are you? Where are you?
Millions of compatriots are helpless, millions of victims are scattered,
Millions of souls Gradually sinking, the Lord's heart is anxious, where are you?
The factories are vast and there are few workers, and the crops are ripe and the workers are lazy.
The Savior is sad that no one is willing to go, where are you?
Lord, I wish that I would be here. What a pity to stand idle all day,
Please listen to the Lord How urgent it is to say, where are you? I am here!