1. There is work to be done in the vineyard,
there are sheaves to be gathered in;
There are souls to be saved, And the Master saith,
"Go and gather my lambs from the paths of death,
From the broad highway of sin."
2. Go gather them in from the hedges,
Go gather the young and old;
Go and tell how the Shepherd in wondrous love,
Left the light and the glory of heav'n above,
For the lambs straying from the fold.
3. Go work for the glorious Master,
It is strange you should so delay,
When He promises strength if you ask aright,
When His yoke is so easy, His burden light,
And He pledges the best of pay.
4. There is work for you now in the vineyard,
There is work though the hour be late;
There is time yet to turn from a life of sin,
Time to judgment escape and a crown to win;
O why will you longer wait.