Put your hand to the plough

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1 Put your hand to the plough; hasten forth to the field
While the dew still is fresh on the flow’rs;
God has promised your toil a rich harvest shall yield;
Labor on thro’ the fast-flying hours.

Refrain:
Put your hand to the plough;
Labor on and be blest;
Golden sheaves you may bring to your glorified King,
When at evening there cometh sweet rest.
Put your hand to the plough;
Labor on and be blest;
Golden sheaves you may bring to your glorified King,
When at evening there cometh sweet rest.

2 Put your hand to the plough in the bright, blushing morn;
Fill the place Jesus offers to you;
On the air, clearly sounding, a message is borne;
Hear the call of the Master anew. [Refrain]

3 Put your hand to the plough; labor on with a song;
Keep the joy of the Lord in your soul;
Let the Word of His grace make you steadfast and strong,
And your peace like a river shall roll. [Refrain]

Source: Progressive Sunday School Songs #52

Author: Eliza E. Hewitt

Pseudonym: Li­die H. Ed­munds. Eliza Edmunds Hewitt was born in Philadelphia 28 June 1851. She was educated in the public schools and after graduation from high school became a teacher. However, she developed a spinal malady which cut short her career and made her a shut-in for many years. During her convalescence, she studied English literature. She felt a need to be useful to her church and began writing poems for the primary department. she went on to teach Sunday school, take an active part in the Philadelphia Elementary Union and become Superintendent of the primary department of Calvin Presbyterian Church. Dianne Shapiro, from "The Singers and Their Songs: sketches of living gospel hymn writers" by Charles Hutchinson Gabriel (… Go to person page >

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First Line: Put your hand to the plough
Author: Eliza E. Hewitt



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