L.M. sung to Whitburn 1 GO labour 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, labour on; 'tis not for nought; Thy earthly loss is heavenly gain; Men heed thee, love thee, praise thee not; The Master praises --- what are men? 3 Go, labour on; your hands are weak, Your knees are faint, your soul cast down; Yet falter not; the prize you seek Is near --- a kingdom and a crown. 4 Go, labour 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. 5 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. 6 Toil on, and in thy toil rejoice; For toil comes rest, for exile home; Soon shalt thou hear the Bridegroom's voice, At daybreak cry "Arise and Come!" | Alternative tunes (L.M.) |