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<h2>COME, LABOR ON</h2>
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<p align="center"><h3>“Well done, good and faithful servant.” Matthew 25:23</h3></p>
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<center><b>Hymns Supplied Through the Gracious Generosity<br>of the </b><a href="http://www.hymntime.com/tch/" target = "_blank"><b>Cyber Hymnal Website</b></a><br><br><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/cyberhymnal_info.html" target = "_blank">Information about Cyber Hymnal Website</a></center>
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<p><img src="./hymns/hymns_img/img_n_o_noble_tt.jpg" alt="Thomas Tertius Noble (1867-1953)" align="right" hspace="15" vspace="5" width="116.666666666667" height="143.333333333333"><em>Words:</em> <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_b_o_borthwick_jl.html" target="_blank">Jane Laurie Borthwick</a>, 1859, 1863.</p>
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<p><em>Music:</em> “Ora Labora,” <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_n_o_noble_tt.html" target="_blank">Thomas Tertius Noble</a>, 1918 </p><p><table><tr><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_mid/mid_o_oralabor.mid" target = "_blank"><img border=0 src="./hymns/hymns_img/notes.gif"><br><b>Play MIDI</b></a></td><td> </td><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/score_info.html" target = "_blank"><b>Link to obtain<br>musical score info</b></a></td></tr></table></p>
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<p>Come, labor on!<br>
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Who dares stand idle, on the harvest plain<br>
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While all around him waves the golden grain?<br>
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And to each servant does the Master say,<br>
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“Go work today.”</p>
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<p>Come, labor on!<br>
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Claim the high calling angels cannot share—<br>
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To young and old the Gospel gladness bear;<br>
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Redeem the time; its hours too swiftly fly.<br>
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The night draws nigh.</p>
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<p>Come, labor on!<br>
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The enemy is watching night and day,<br>
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To sow the tares, to snatch the seed away;<br>
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While we in sleep our duty have forgot,
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He slumbered not.</p>
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<p>Come, labor on!<br>
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Away with gloomy doubts and faithless fear!<br>
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No arm so weak but may do service here:<br>
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By feeblest agents may our God fulfill<br>
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His righteous will.</p>
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<p>Come, labor on!<br>
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No time for rest, till glows the western sky,<br>
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Till the long shadows o’er our pathway lie,<br>
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And a glad sound comes with the setting sun,<br>
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“Well done, well done!”</p>
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<p>Come, labor on!<br>
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The toil is pleasant, the reward is sure;<br>
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Blessèd are those who to the end endure;<br>
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How full their joy, how deep their rest shall be,<br>
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O Lord, with Thee!</p>
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