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No 4. Go Work in My Vineyard. |
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Go work in My vineyard, I claim thee as Mine, Go work in My vineyard ;" oh, work while 'tis day !
With blood did I buy thee and all that is thine— The bright hours of sunshine are hastening away,
Thy time and thy talents, thy loftiest powers, And night's gloomy shadows are gathering fast;
Thy warmest aff'ections, thy sunniest hours. Then the time for our labour will ever be past.
I willingly yielded My kingdom for thee, Begin in the morning and toil all the day;
The song of archangels—to hang on the tree ; Thy strength I'll supply, and thy wages I'll pay
In pain and temptation, in anguish and shame, And blessed, thrice blessed, the diligent few,
I paid thy full ransom ; My purchase I claim. Who finish the labour I've given them to do. |
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