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


Words: Mrs. H. A. Ma­bry, 1889.

Music: H. A. R. Hor­ton (🔊 pdf nwc).

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


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.


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?


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.


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.