Go, labor on, while yet 'tis day;
Representative text
As printed in The Church Hymnal (1941), no. 441 — the newest hymnal carrying it.
Verse 1
Go, labor on, while yet 'tis day; The world's dark night is hastening on; Speed, speed thy work, cast sloth away! It is not thus that souls are won.
Verse 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.
Verse 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.
Verse 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!