431. Go labor on; your hands are weak

1 Go labor on; your hands are weak,
Your knees are faint, your soul cast down;
Yet falter not; the prize you seek
Is near,--a kingdom and a crown!

2 Go, labor on, while it is day;
The world's dark night is hastening on:
Speed, speed thy work,--cast sloth away!
For thus it is that souls are won.

3 Men die in darkness at your side,
Without a hope to cheer the tomb:
Take up the torch and wave it wide--
The torch that lights time's thickest gloom.

4 Toil on,--faint not,--keep watch and pray!
Be wise the erring soul to win;
Go forth into the world's highway;
Compel the wanderer to come in.

Text Information
First Line: Go labor on; your hands are weak
Meter: L. M.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1870
Topic: Christians: their life and experience
Notes: Author from index: Bonar
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