Let us be pa­tient, pa­tient,
Think of the grow­ing grain,
How long it lies in the dark­some earth,
Nurtured by sun and rain.

Refrain

Waiting, pray­ing, striv­ing day by day,
Something to do for the Mas­ter’s sake,
Something for Him to say.

Let us be pa­tient, pa­tient,
Strive as the grain to grow;
The ten­der grass and the rip­en­ing ear,
Heralds the corn we know.

Refrain

Let us be pa­tient, pa­tient,
Day af­ter day to gain,
Till ful­ly ripe all our sheaves may be
Gathered like gold­en grain.

Refrain