Work, for the night is coming

Work

for the night is coming

Work through the morning hours;

Work while the dew is sparkling

Work ’mid springing flowers;

Work when the day grows brighter

Work in the glowing sun;

Work

for the night is coming

When man’s work is done.

Work

for the night is coming

Work through the sunny noon;

Fill brightest hours with labor

Rest comes sure and soon.

Give every flying minute

Something to keep in store;

Work

for the night is coming

When man works no more.

Work

for the night is coming

Under the sunset skies;

While their bright tints are glowing

Work

for daylight flies.

Work till the last beam fadeth

Fadeth to shine no more;

Work

while the night is darkening

When man’s work is o’er.