Come, Labor On

lyricist: Jane Borthwick, 1859, 1863
Composer: Tertius Noble, 1918

Come

la­bor on!

Who dares stand idle

on the har­vest plain

While all around him waves the gold­en grain?

And to each serv­ant does the Mas­ter say

Go work to­day.

Come

la­bor on!

Claim the high call­ing an­gels can­not share—

To young and old the Gos­pel glad­ness bear;

Redeem the time; its hours too swift­ly fly.

The night draws nigh.

Come

la­bor on!

The en­emy is watch­ing night and day

To sow the tares

to snatch the seed away;

While we in sleep our du­ty have for­got

He slum­bered not.

Come

la­bor on!

Away with gloomy doubts and faith­less fear!

No arm so weak but may do serv­ice here:

By feeb­lest agents may our God ful­fill

His right­eous will.

Come

la­bor on!

No time for rest

till glows the west­ern sky

Till the long sha­dows o’er our path­way lie

And a glad sound comes with the set­ting sun

Well done

well done!

Come

la­bor on!

The toil is plea­sant

the re­ward is sure;

Blessèd are those who to the end en­dure;

How full their joy

how deep their rest shall be

O Lord

with Thee!

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