1 There is plenty to do in this world of ours;
There are weeds to pluck from among its flow’rs;
There are fields to sow, there are fields to reap;
There are vineyards to set on the mountain steep;
There are forests to plant, and forests to fell,
And homes to be guilded on hillside and dell.
Refrain:
Oh, there’s plenty to do, there’ plenty to do.
There’s plenty around us to do.
2 There are fountains of sin and of sorrow to seal;
There are fountains to open,—the nations to heal;
There are brave words to speak, there are songs to be sung;
There are doors to be opened, and bells to be rung;
There’s a conflict to wage with the armies of sin;
There’s a fortress to hold, and a fortress to win. [Refrain]
3 There is plenty to do over all the land;—
Work, crowding the brain, the heart, and the hand;
There are millions to feed in the world’s busy hive;
There are railroads to build, and engines to drive;
There are pathways to mark over mountain and lea;
There are harps to be hung in the depths of the sea. [Refrain]
4 There is plenty to do: there are children to teach;
And evangel of love and of mercy to preach;
The fallen to lift, the proud to abase,
To bring right and wrong to their own fitting place;
There’s an ensign to plant on the heights by the sea;
There’s work for the million—for you and for me. [Refrain]
Source: Triumphant Songs No.1 #92
HENRY, Mrs. Sarepta M. I., evangelist, temperance reformer, poet and author, born in Albion, Pa., 4th November, 1839. her father Rev. H. Nelson Irish, was a Methodist clergyman of the old style. He was preaching in Albion at the time of the daughter's birth. In 1841 he was sent to Illinois as a missionary, where he did heroic pioneer work and where he ended his days. In 1859 Miss Irish entered the Rock River Seminary, in Mt. Morris, Ill., when she had for her pastor Rev. J. H. Vincent, then just coming into his life work. Recognition had been given to her literary ability, and during her school days she won many honors in composition. On 7th March, 1861, Miss Irish became the wife of James W. Henry, of East Homer, N. Y. The Civil War broke… Go to person page >
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