The Seventh-Day Adventist Hymn and Tune Book ‎#1054

1054. Ho! idlers in the vineyard

1 Ho! idlers in the vineyard,
Why wasting all the day?
The Master soon is coming
To bear the fruit away;
Then closed will be thy mission.
The harvest will be past
The summer quickly ended,
And lost thy soul at last.

2 Then rouse thee, idle gleaner;
Perform the work at hand;
Be earnest in thy duty,
And ready at command.
Fill well the place assigned thee,
Though hard may seem thy lot;
With Heaven's approbation,
Be every ill forgot.

3 Soon, on a cloud of glory,
Thy Saviour will appear,
All faces gather paleness,
And nations quake with fear.
O then thy name he'll honor,
And for thy service now,
A crown of fadeless glory
He'll place upon thy brow.

4 A mansion in the city
Whose glories far outshine
The sun in noon-day splendor,
Shall evermore be thine.
The jasper walls of heaven
Shall echo thy refrain,
The anthem of redemption,
To Jesus that was slain.

Text Information

• First Line: Ho! idlers in the vineyard
• Author: Anon.
• Publication Date: 1886
• Topic: The Church: Ministry and Missions

Tune Information

• Name: LIFE'S HARVEST
• Composer: Isaac B. Woodbury
• Meter: 7s, & 6s, D
• Key: C Major
• Notes: Alternate tunes: #833 or 357.