On the Field of Work

Verse 1

On the field of work advancing, Sow thy seed at morning light; Cheerily the furrows turning, Labor on with all thy might; Why await the far-off future, When the work before thee lies? Thou must sow before thou reapest, Find thy rest in labor’s prize.

Verse 2

Standing still is dangerous ever, Toil is meant for Christians now; Let there be, when evening cometh, Honest sweat upon thy brow; And the Master then will greet thee, At the setting of the sun, Saying, as He pays thy wages, “Good and faithful one, well done!”