The Day’s Work

Welcome

morn­ing

bright and blue!

Sings the man with work to do.

Forth the stur­dy toil­ers fare

Strong the ci­ty’s life to share

Strong to serve

at mill or mart

With the head and with the heart.

Happy hours

when men com­bined

Fullest joys to­ge­ther find;

Thought

and skill

and strength

at one

Tasks con­ceived

at­tempt­ed

done

Use and beauty called to birth

’Mid the rug­ged things of earth.

When the sun is sink­ing low

Back again the toil­ers go

Songs

and smiles

and child­ren’s play

Soothe the stress of toil away

And the ci­ty’s cir­cle round

With the lights of home is crowned.

Is there in our na­tive land

Evil heart

or idle hand?

Mighty Work­er

set us free

All to love and work with Thee

So that ev­ery day may bring

Songs of joy for all to sing.