The Workers’ Song

When you see the morn­ing light in yon­der east­ern sky

You must then re­mem­ber God is ev­er reign­ing on high

And the light of day is giv’n that you His work may do

Out in His vine­yard where work­ers are bu­sy

The morn­ing calls to you.

Always re­mem­ber God has work for you;

Grace He will give for the work that you must do;

O what an hon­or

called to work for God

Doing just the work once done by Christ your Lord.

When the blaz­ing noon­day sun makes ev­ery task seem hard

Be an ear­nest

faith­ful soul

keep work­ing for your Lord

Fearing nei­ther heat nor cold

when by God’s Spir­it led

Always un­daunt­ed

for love of your Mas­ter

Keep forg­ing right ahead.

When the day is ov­er

and the sun sets in the west

When you take a lit­tle while in so­li­tude to rest

Ne’er for­get that you be­long to God

asleep

awake

Working or rest­ing

what­ev­er you do

Must be done for Je­sus’ sake.