O Master Workman of the Race

1 O Master Workman of the race,
Thou Man of Galilee,
Who with the eyes of early youth
Eternal things did see;
We thank Thee for Thy boyhood faith
That shone Thy whole life through;
"Did ye not know it is my work
My Father’s work to do?"

2 O Carpenter of Nazareth,
Builder of life divine,
Who shapest man to God’s own law,
Thyself the fair design:
Build us a tower of Christ-like height,
That we the land may view,
And see, like Thee, our noblest work,
Our Father’s work to do.

3 O Thou who dost the vision send
And givest each his task,
And with the task sufficient strength:
Show us Thy will, we ask;
Give us a conscience bold and good;
Give us a purpose true,
That it may be our highest joy
Our Father’s work to do.

AMEN.

Source: The A.M.E. Zion Hymnal: official hymnal of the African Methodist Episcopal Zion Church #248