Crowning Day No. 4 ‎#168

168. Hold On

1 If your hand’s on the plow, hold on, hold on;
Tho’ the soil may be sterile and hard,
The plow share will make
The fallow ground break,
And the plowman will have his reward.
Earth’s bosom will sparkle with emerald green,
And its grain will be golden king;
The reapers will come with loud “Harvest Home,”
And the gleaners will joyfully sing.

Refrain:
Hold on, hold on, my brother, hold on,
Hold on till the prize is won;
Hold on to the plow,
And weary not now,
For the work is almost done.

2 If your heart’s in the work, hold on, hold on;
Tho’ the way should be gloomy and sad,
A light will appear,
The pathway be clear,
And the heart of the worker be glad.
Heav’n’s portals will open, and music resound,
And the mansions of bliss will ring
With praise for the brave, who labor to save,
And the angels will joyfully sing. [Refrain]

Text Information

• First Line: If your hand’s on the plow, hold on, hold on
• Title: Hold On
• Author: John P. Ellis
• Refrain First Line: Hold on, hold on, my brother, hold on
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1900
• Scripture:
  2 Thessalonians 3:13

Tune Information

• Name: [If your hand’s on the plow, hold on, hold on]
• Composer: Rev. R. Lowry