Earnest Toilers

We are ear­nest toil­ers on life’s fruit­ful field

Trusting to the Mas­ter for the har­vest yield;

Each one has his mis­sion

each his work to do;

May we all prove faith­ful till our work is through.

Toiling! toil­ing in the days of youth!

Toiling! toil­ing for the cause of truth!

Toiling in the sha­dow

toil­ing in the sun

Anywhere He calls you

till your work is done!

Toiling not for rich­es

not for world­ly fame

But for life eter­nal thro’ our Sav­ior’s name;

Fighting strong temp­ta­tion

seek­ing help above

Striving to bring oth­ers to the God of love.

Truth

our shin­ing sic­kle

learn­ing to use well

Reaping in life’s har­vest

who the good can tell?

Reaping in the sha­dow

reap­ing in the sun

Anywhere He calls us

till our work is done.

And in life’s de­clin­ing

all our work com­plete

We will lay our sic­kles at our mas­ter’s feet;

And each pa­tient toil­er

all life’s tri­als o’er

Will re­ceive his por­tion—life for ev­er­more.