While it is daytime, we must continue doing the work of the One who sent Me. Night is coming, when no one can work.
John 9:4
Words: Mary Torrence, in The Tree of Life, edited by William Perkins & A. Byron Condo (Boston, Massachusetts: G. D. Russell, 1878), page 102.
Music: Wigglesworth William O. Perkins, 1878 (🔊 pdf nwc).
If you know where to get a good photo of Torrence or Perkins (head & shoulders, at least 200×300 pixels),
Work while it is day, the Master did command;
Time floats fast away, oh, work with heart and hand.
Evening shades are falling, night comes swiftly on;
Us to work He’s calling, ere the day is gone.
Refrain
Work while it is day, time floats fast away;
Night is coming on, the day will soon be gone.
Work while it is day, the sun is sinking fast;
His bright beaming ray will soon be overpast.
Listen what he’s saying, as he sinks to rest,
Mortal, why delaying? View the golden west.
Refrain
Work while it is day, it will not all be done;
Labor as we may, until the setting sun.
Work until the gleaming of the golden day;
Time is fast receding, soon twill pass away.
Refrain