Come, wo­men, wide pro­claim
Life through your Sav­ior slain;
Sing ev­er­more.
Christ, God’s ef­ful­gence bright,
Christ, who arose in might,
Christ, who crowns you with light,
Praise and adore.

Come, clasp­ing child­ren’s hands,
Sisters from ma­ny lands,
Teach to ado­re.
For the sin sick and worn,
The weak and ov­er­borne,
All who in dark­ness mourn,
Pray, work, yet more.

Work with your cour­age high,
Sing of the day­break nigh,
Your love out­pour.
Stars shall your brow ad­orn,
Your heart leap with the morn,
And, by His Love up­borne,
Hope and ad­ore.

Then when the gar­nered field
Shall to our Mas­ter yield
A boun­te­ous store,
Christ, hope of all the meek,
Christ, whom all the earth shall seek,
Christ your re­ward shall speak,
Joy ev­er­more.