The Bright Array ‎#82

82. In the Vineyard

1 Long, O Master, in Thy vineyard,
Through the dust and heat of day,
I have toiled, and with my burden
Come I now through shadows gray.

Refrain:
Toiling in the vineyard
All day long with weary feet,
Glad to rest when evening cometh,
And the hours are cool and sweet.

2 Tangled vines and faded flowers
Hidden lie among the sheaves;
Look’st Thou sorrowful, O Master?
Is there nothing else but leaves? [Refrain]

3 Gathered I the lovely flowers,
With their dewy fragrance sweet,
Hoping that amid their beauty
Thou might’st find some grains of wheat. [Refrain]

4 Purge, Thou, then, the sheaves so worthless,
That I lay at Thy dear feet,
So they yield Thee at the harvest
Only finest of the wheat. [Refrain]

Text Information

• First Line: Long, O Master, in Thy vineyard
• Title: In the Vineyard
• Author: Miss Eliza M. Sherman
• Refrain First Line: Toiling in the vineyard
• Publication Date: 1889
• Scripture:
  Matthew 20:4

Tune Information

• Name: [Long, O Master, in Thy vineyard]
• Composer: B. C. Unseld