Hymns - Go Work in My Vineyard - Текст песни

???Go work in My vineyard,??? there???s plenty to do;
The harvest is great and the lab???rers 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.
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Go work, go work, go work in My vineyard; there???s plenty to do;
Go work, go work, the harvest is great, and the lab???rers are few.

???Go 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

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???Go 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 labor 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 bless??d, thrice bless??d, the diligent few,
Who finish the labor I???ve giv???n them to do.

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