The Hymnal ‎#497

497. Come, labour on

Come, labour on.
Who dares stand idle on the harvest plain,
While all around him waves the golden grain?
And to each servant does the Master say,
"Go work today."

Come, labour on.
Claim the high calling angels cannot share--
To young and old the gospel gladness bear:
Redeem the time; its hours too swiftly fly.
The night draws nigh.

Come, labour on.
The enemy is watching night and day,
To sow the tares, to snatch the seed away;
While we in sleep our duty have forgot,
He slumbered not.

Come, labour on.
Away with gloomy doubts and faithless fear!
No arm so weak but may do service here:
By feeblest agents may our God fulfill
His righteous will.

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Come, labour on.
No time for rest, till glows the western sky,
While the long shadows o'er our pathway lie,
And a glad sound comes with the setting sun,
"Servants, well done."

Text Information

• First Line: Come, labour on
• Author: Jane Borthwick (1859)
• Meter: 4.10.10.10.4
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1916
• Topic: Brotherhood and Service; Parochial Missions

Tune Information

• Name: ORA LABORA
• Composer: T. Tertius Noble (1918)
• Meter: 4.10.10.10.4
• Incipit: 56551 76536 65453
• Key: A♭ Major