Ho, idlers in the vineyard

Ho, idlers in the vineyard

Tune: [Ho! reapers of life's harvest] (Woodbury)
Published in 3 hymnals

Representative Text

1 Ho! idlers in the vineyard,
Why wasting all the day?
The Master soon is coming
To bear the fruit away;
Then closed will be thy mission.
The harvest will be past
The summer quickly ended,
And lost thy soul at last.

2 Then rouse thee, idle gleaner;
Perform the work at hand;
Be earnest in thy duty,
And ready at command.
Fill well the place assigned thee,
Though hard may seem thy lot;
With Heaven's approbation,
Be every ill forgot.

3 Soon, on a cloud of glory,
Thy Saviour will appear,
All faces gather paleness,
And nations quake with fear.
O then thy name he'll honor,
And for thy service now,
A crown of fadeless glory
He'll place upon thy brow.

4 A mansion in the city
Whose glories far outshine
The sun in noon-day splendor,
Shall evermore be thine.
The jasper walls of heaven
Shall echo thy refrain,
The anthem of redemption,
To Jesus that was slain.

Source: The Seventh-Day Adventist Hymn and Tune Book: for use in divine worship #1054

Text Information

First Line: Ho, idlers in the vineyard
Copyright: Public Domain



Instances (1 - 3 of 3)

Hymns for Use in Divine Worship ... Seventh-Day Adventists #d413

The Advent Christian Hymnal #d308

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The Seventh-Day Adventist Hymn and Tune Book #1054

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