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Text Based On Matthew Chapter 20
For the kingdom of heaven is like unto a man that
is an householder, which went out early in the morning
to hire labourers into his vineyard.
Go Work In My Vineyard
"Go to work in My vineyard," there's plenty to do;
The harvest is great and the labourers are few;
There's weeding and fencing, and clearing of roots,
And plowing, and sowing, and gath'ring of fruits.
There are foxes to take, there are wolves to destroy,
All ages and ranks I can fully employ;
I've sheep to be tended, and lambs to be fed;
The lost must be gathered, the weary ones led.
Refrain
Go to work, go to work,
Go to work in My vineyard; there's plenty to do;
Go to work, go to work,
The harvest is great, and the labourers are few.
"Go to work in My vineyard;" I claim thee as Mine;
With blood did I buy thee and all that is thine —
Thy time and thy talents, thy loftiest powers,
Thy warmest affections, thy sunniest hours.
I willingly yielded My kingdom for thee,
The song of archangels — to hang on the tree,
In pain and temptation, in anguish and shame,
I paid thy full ransom; My purchase I claim
"Go to work in My vineyard;" oh, work while 'tis day!
The bright hours of sunshine are hastening away,
And night's gloomy shadows are gathering fast;
The time for our labour will ever be past.
Begin in the morning and toil all the day;
Thy strength I'll supply, and thy wages I'll pay;
And blessed, thrice blessèd, the diligent few,
Who finish the labour I've given them to do.
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