While It Is Day

Work while it is day

the Mas­ter did com­mand;

Time floats fast away

oh

work with heart and hand.

Evening shades are fall­ing

night comes swift­ly on;

Us to work He’s call­ing

ere the day is gone.

Work while it is day

time floats fast away;

Night is com­ing on

the day will soon be gone.

Work while it is day

the sun is sink­ing fast;

His bright beam­ing ray will soon be ov­er­past.

Listen what he’s say­ing

as he sinks to rest

Mortal

why de­lay­ing? View the gold­en west.

Work while it is day

it will not all be done;

Labor as we may

un­til the set­ting sun.

Work un­til the gleam­ing of the gold­en day;

Time is fast re­ced­ing

soon twill pass away.