I have work enough to do
Ere the sun goes down
For myself and kindred
too
Ere the sun goes down.
Every idle whisper stilling
With a purpose firm and willing
All my daily tasks fulfilling
I must do my daily duty
I must speak the loving word
Ere the sun goes down;
I must let my voice be heard
Every cry of pity heeding
For the injured interceding
To the light the lost ones leading
As I journey on my way
God’s commands I must obey
There are sins that need confessing
There are wrongs that need redressing
If I would obtain the blessing
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