We’re drawing near to Je­sus,
Our banner waves on high;
And this our watchword ever,
We’ll work until we die.

Refrain

We’ll work until we die;
The banner of our captain
Through the conflict we will bear;
We’ll work until we die,
And then go home our crowns to wear.

We love our Mas­ter’s service,
And, seeing eye to eye,
With grace divine to help us,
We’ll work until we die.

Refrain

The fields are white to harvest,
The days are speeding by;
Go forth again, ye workers,
And work until ye die.

Refrain