Scripture Verse

As long as it is day, we must do the work of Him who sent Me. Night is coming, when no one can work. John 9:4


Words: Fred P. Smith, in Ga­thered Jew­els, by Will­iam Og­den (To­le­do, Ohio: Will­ard W. Whit­ney, 1886), num­ber 3.

Music: Will­iam A. Og­den (🔊 pdf nwc).

If you know where to get a good pho­to of Smith (head & shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els),

William A. Ogden (1841–1897)


How much as child­ren we can do,
To show our love for Je­sus,
For Him who died our souls to save,
For Him who al­ways sees us.


We’ll work, we’ll work,
We’ll work with will­ing hand,
We’ll work un­til the Mas­ter calls us
To the pro­mised land.

We’ll be to all both kind and true,
We’ll cheer the sad and lone­ly,
By tell­ing of the peace they’ll find
In Je­sus, and Him on­ly.


So let us work with lov­ing hands,
With ho­nest, true en­dea­vor,
Until the Mak­er calls us home,
To dwell with Him for­ev­er.