2 And duly shall appear, In verdure, beauty, strength, The tender blade, the stalk, the ear, And the full corn at length.
3 Thou canst not toil in vain; Cold, heat, and moist, and dry, Shall foster and mature the grain, For garners in the sky.
4 Thence, when the glorious end, The day of G.o.d, shall come, The angel-reapers shall descend, And heaven cry "Harvest-home!"
James Montgomery, 1825.
405 Boylston. S.M.
_Doing Good._ (821)
We give thee but thine own, Whate"er the gift may be: All that we have is thine alone, A trust, O Lord! from thee.
2 O, hearts are bruised and dead, And homes are bare and cold, And lambs, for whom the Shepherd bled, Are straying from the fold.
3 To comfort and to bless, To find a balm for woe, To tend the lone and fatherless Is angels" work below.
4 The captive to release, To G.o.d the lost to bring, To teach the way of life and peace, It is a Christ-like thing.
5 And we believe thy word, Though dim our faith may be: Whate"er for thine we do, O Lord, We do it unto thee.
William Walsham How, 1854.
406 Triumph. L.M.
_The Useful Life._ (818)
Go, labor on; spend, and be spent,-- Thy joy to do the Father"s will; It is the way the Master went; Should not the servant tread it still?
2 Go, labor on; "tis not for naught; Thine earthly loss is heavenly gain; Men heed thee, love thee, praise thee not, The Master praises;--what are men?
3 Go, labor on; enough, while here, If he shall praise thee, if he deign Thy willing heart to mark and cheer, No toil for him shall be in vain.
4 Toil on, and in thy toil rejoice; For toil comes rest, for exile home; Soon shalt thou hear the Bridegroom"s voice, The midnight peal,--"Behold! I come!"
Horatius Bonar, 1857.
407 Just As I am. L.M.
_Consistency.--t.i.tus 2: 10-13._ (737)
So let our lips and lives express The holy gospel we profess; So let our works and virtues shine To prove the doctrine all divine.
2 Thus shall we best proclaim abroad The honors of our Savior G.o.d; When his salvation reigns within, And grace subdues the power of sin.
3 Religion bears our spirits up, While we expect that blessed hope,-- The bright appearance of the Lord; And faith stands leaning on his word.
Isaac Watts, 1709.
408 Ess.e.x. 8s & 7s.
_The Responsibilities of the Age._
We are living, we are dwelling, In a grand and awful time, In an age on ages telling; To be living is sublime.
2 Hark the onset! will ye fold your Faith-clad arms in lazy lock?
Up! O up! thou drowsy soldier; Worlds are charging to the shock.
3 Worlds are charging, heav"n beholding; Thou hast but an hour to fight; Now, the blazoned cross unfolding, On! right onward for the right.
4 On! let all the soul within you For the truth"s sake go abroad; Strike! let ev"ry nerve and sinew Tell on ages--tell for G.o.d.
Bp. Arthur Cleveland c.o.xe, 1840.
409 Triumph. L.M.
_Zeal.--John 9:4._ (1009)
Go, labor on, while it is day; The world"s dark night is hastening on; Speed, speed thy work,--cast sloth away!
It is not thus that souls are won.
2 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.
3 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.
4 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!
H. Bonar, 1857.
410 Triumph. L.M.
_Psalm 41._ (819)
Blest is the man whose heart doth move, And melt with pity to the poor; Whose soul, by sympathizing love, Feels what his fellow-saints endure.
2 His heart contrives, for their relief, More good than his own hands can do; He, in the time of general grief, Shall find the Lord has pity too.
3 His soul shall live secure on earth, With secret blessings on his head, When drought, and pestilence, and dearth Around him multiply their dead.
4 Or, if he languish on his couch, G.o.d will p.r.o.nounce his sins forgiven, Will save him with a healing touch, Or take his willing soul to heaven.
Isaac Watts. 1719.