GO, LABOR ON

GO, labor on; spend and be spent,-

Thy joy to do thy 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?

Go, labor on; enough, while here,

If He shall praise thee—if He deign

Thy willing heart to mark and cheer:

No toil for Him shall be in vain.

Men sit in darkness at thy side,

Without a hope beyond the tomb;

Take up the torch and wave it wide,

The torch that lights the thickest gloom,

Go, labor on; thy hands are weak,

Thy knees are faint, thy soul cast down,

Yet falter not; the prize we seek,

Is near—a Kingdom and a crown!

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