1 Toiling for the Master in the fields around me,
Gathering souls for Jesus, He who died for me;
Working in His vineyard, since His mercy found me;
Toiling for the Master, since He set me free.
Toiling for the Master,
Toiling till the day is done;
Patiently toiling for the Master,
Toiling till the day is done.
2 Toiling for the Master, what a blessed duty!
Gathering souls for Jesus, I am not dismayed;
Working in His vineyard, growing in His beauty,
Toiling for the Master, richly I am paid. [Refrain]
3 Toiling for the Master,—love makes labor lighter;
Gathering souls for Jesus, walking by His side;
Working in His vineyard, every day grows brighter,
Toiling for the Master, with Him I abide. [Refrain]
Johnson Oatman, Jr., son of Johnson and Rachel Ann Oatman, was born near Medford, N. J., April 21, 1856. His father was an excellent singer, and it always delighted the son to sit by his side and hear him sing the songs of the church.
Outside of the usual time spent in the public schools, Mr. Oatman received his education at Herbert's Academy, Princetown, N. J., and the New Jersey Collegiate Institute, Bordentown, N. J. At the age of nineteen he joined the M.E. Church, and a few years later he was granted a license to preach the Gospel, and still later he was regularly ordained by Bishop Merrill. However, Mr. Oatman only serves as a local preacher.
For many years he was engaged with his father in the mercantile business at Lumberton… Go to person page >
Display Title: Toiling for the MasterFirst Line: Toiling for the Master in the fields around meTune Title: [Toiling for the Master in the fields around me]Author: Rev. Johnson Oatman, Jr.Date: 1918Subject: Work |