Scripture Verse

Every man that striveth for the mastery is temperate in all things. Now they do it to obtain a corruptible crown; but we an incorruptible. 1 Corinthians 9:25

Introduction

Words: Mrs. H. A. Ma­bry, 1889.

Music: Hen­ry A. R. Hor­ton (🔊 pdf nwc).

If you know Ma­bry or Hor­ton’s full name, or where to get a good pho­to of Ma­bry (head & shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els),

portrait
Henry A. R. Horton
(1849–1920)

Lyrics

Shall I be con­tent with one star in my crown,
When Hea­ven’s bright por­tals I see?
The an­swer comes back—strive a clus­ter to win,
And the way will be bright­er for thee.

Refrain

Working for the crown,
Working for the crown,
Working for the crown,
We shall wear by and by.

When, Lord, must I work? Shall I go in the heat,
To white and to wide har­vest fields?
Where work is so great and the la­bor­ers so few,
And the pro­mise a boun­ti­ful yield?

Refrain

Yes, all kinds of work will I find in this field,
My task then quite plain I can see;
And now, hav­ing found it, I’ll la­bor and wait,
For whol­ly thine, Lord, would I be.

Refrain

And how shall I get these rare gems for my crown?
Must I wait till Hea­ven I gain?
Yes, yes, but toil here for the Mas­ter’s re­nown,
Day by day for the Lamb that was slain.

Refrain