Go work today; behold, the Master calleth;
Up, and away to greet the morning light;
See, in the breeze the rip'ning grain is waving;
Go, while the summer days with hope are bright.
Go work today; why tarry by the wayside?
Let us obey the Saviour's earnest call;
Still labor on in sunshine or in shadow.
Lo, in the harvest there is work for all.
Go work today, our blessed Lord commands it,
Go in His name, relying on His love;
Then at the last, when all the sheaves are gathered,
Sweet will the resting be with Him above.
Go work today; The Master calleth now to thee;
Go work today, And glorious thy reward shall be.