1 To work! To work! To work!
O why are we now sleeping?
The golden harvest waits today,
And we should all be reaping,
And we should all be reaping.
O, come and reap for Christ, your King,
A worthy off’ring to Him bring.
To work! To work! Away! Away!
The Master calls today, today,
To work at once to conquer sin,
And bring the precious harvest in.
2 To work! To work! To work!
Despise not small beginning.
For precious souls we’re losing now,
That some one should be winning,
That some one should be winning.
O, shame on us to let them fall!
To work! To work and win them all. [Refrain]
3 To work! To work! To work!
O see the faint are falling!
Before it is too late to save,
Come, heed the Master’s calling,
Come, heed the Master’s calling.
O, why this heartless treatment? Why?
O, hasten to them or they die! [Refrain]
4 To work! To work! To work!
The cry for help grows stronger—
The day is passing, night draws near
When we can work no longer,
When we can work no longer.
Now to the rescue, ev’ry one!
O, hasten, ere the night comes on! [Refrain]
Source: Consecrated Hymns #118
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|The Cyber Hymnal #11999||To Work!||To work! To work! To work!||[To work! To work! To work]||Harley J. Mason||<cite>Consecrated Hymns</cite> by Adam Geibel et al. (Philadelphia: Geibel & Lehman, 1902)|