Go, labor on: spend, and be spent
Thy joy to do the Father's will
It is the way the Master went
Should not the servant tread it still?
Go, labor on! 'Tis not for naught
Thine earthly loss is heavenly gain
Men heed thee, love thee, praise thee not
The Master praises: what are men?
Toil on, faint not, keep watch and pray
Be wise the erring soul to win
Go forth into the world's highway
Compel the wanderer to come in
Toil on, and in thy toil rejoice!
For toil comes rest, for exile home
Soon shalt thou hear the Bridegroom's voice
The midnight peal, Behold, I come!
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Alternate verses:
Go, labor on! enough, while here
If He shall praise thee, if He deign
The willing heart to mark and cheer
No toil for Him shall be in vain
Go, labor on while it is day
The world’s dark night is hastening on
Speed, speed thy work, cast sloth away
It is not thus that souls are won
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