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L. M. 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 ?
2 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.
3 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.
4 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. 5 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 ! ”
7s, 6s. 81. LORD of the living harvest
That whitens o'er the plain,
Their sheaves of golden grain,
These hearts to trust and love,
Thy kingdom from above.
2 As lab'rers in Thy vineyard
Still faithful may they be,
Of weary days for Thee ;
When Thou shalt call them home,
Which makes Thy kingdom come. 3 Be with them, God the Father ;
Be with them, God the Son ;
Most blessèd Three in One !
Be with them where they stand,
J. S. B. Monsel.
Thy needy servants' cry;
And all our wants supply. 2 On Thee we humbly wait,
Our wants are in Thy view :
The laborers are few.
3 Convert and send forth more
Into Thy Church abroad,
As workers with their God.
4 Oh, let them spread Thy name,
Their mission fully prove :
Who stand on Zion's hill ;
And words of peace reveal !
2 How charming is their voice ;
How sweet their tidings are !
He reigns and triumphs here.”
3 How happy are our ears
That hear this joyful sound,
And sought, but never found.
4 How blessèd are our eyes
That see this heavenly light;
But died without the sight.
5 The watchmen join their voice,
And tuneful notes employ ;
And deserts learn the joy.
6 The Lord makes bare His arm
Through all the earth abroad :
10s. 646 GOD of the prophets ! bless the prophets'
Each age its solemn task may claim but
once ; Make each a nobler, stronger than the
2 Anoint them prophets ! Make their ears
attent To Thy divinest speech; their hearts
awake To human need ; their lips make eloquent
To assure the right, and every evil break.
3 Anoint them priests! Strong intercessors
they For pardon, and for charity and peace ! Ah, if with them the world might pass,
astray, Into the dear Christ's life of sacrifice !
4 Anoint them kings ! aye kingly kings, O
Lord ! Anoint them with the spirit of Thy Son! Theirs, 'not a jewelled crown, a blood
stained sword ; Theirs, by sweet love, for Christ a king
dom won !
5 Make them apostles! Heralds of Thy cross; Forth may they go to tell all realms Thy
grace ; Inspired of Thee, may they count all but
loss, And stand at last with joy before Thy
face. 60 mighty age of prophet-kings, return !
O truth, O faith, enrich our urgent time! Lord Jesus Christ, again with us sojourn ; A weary world awaits Thy reign sublime!
10,6,10,6,8,8,4. FATHER, of heaven, who hast created all
In wisest love, we pray,
Father of heaven.
2 O Son of God, atoning Lord, behold
We bring this child to Thee ;
Forever Thine to be :
O Son of God.
3 O Holy Ghost, who broodest o'er the wave
Descend upon this child ;
With waters undefiled ;
O Holy Ghost.
40 Triune God, what Thou hast willed is
done ; We speak : but Thine the might; This child hath scarce yet seen our earthly
A. Knapp. Th. C. Winkworth.