The Master bids you work for Him,
Work while the day doth last;
For the hand will fail, and the eye grow dim,
And night will come at last.
Then work, work, work with a willing mind,
Work with a right good will,
While the morning dawns and the sun goes down,
Tho’ idle hands are still.
Why wait ye here, and idle stand,
When earth is filled with woe?
With a word of cheer, and a helping hand,
Go to the suffering, go.
Then work, work, work with a willing mind,
Work with a right good will,
While the morning dawns and the sun goes down,
Tho’ idle hands are still.
Go to the hearts, bowed down with care,
Tell them of rest on high;
With many a star in your crown so fair,
That waits you by and by.
Then work, work, work with a willing mind,
Work with a right good will,
While the morning dawns and the sun goes down,
Tho’ idle hands are still.
This song is Copyright © 2026 by Robert K. Lewis. Lyrics are by Mrs. C. W. Pember and are in the Public Domain. Samplings are Copyrighted by their respective creators. The completed song is A.I. generated by MusicHero.ai and is Licensed to Robert K. Lewis. You may link to this song, but not embed or reproduce this song elsewhere on the internet.
