Servant of God, Well Done! (Montgomery)

Servant of God

well done!

Rest from thy loved em­ploy;

The bat­tle fought

the vic­to­ry won

Enter thy mas­ter’s joy.

The voice at mid­night came;

He start­ed up to hear;

A mor­tal arrow pierced his frame:

He fell

but felt no fear.

Tranquil amid alarms

It found him on the field

A ve­ter­an

slum­ber­ing on his arms

Beneath his red-cross shield.

His sword was in his hand

Still warm with re­cent fight

Ready that moment

at com­mand

Through rock and steel to smite.

It was a two-edged blade

Of heav’n­ly tem­per keen;

And dou­ble were the wounds it made

Where’er it glanced be­tween.

’Twas death to sin—’twas life

To all who mourned for sin;

It kin­dled and si­lenced strife

Made war and peace with­in.

Oft with its fie­ry force

His arm had quelled the foe

And laid

re­sist­less in his course

The ali­en ar­mies low.

Bent on such glo­ri­ous toils

The world to him was loss

Yet all his tro­phies

all his spoils

He hung up­on the cross.

At mid­night came the cry

To meet thy God pre­pare!

He woke

and caught his cap­tain’s eye;

Then

strong in faith and pray­er

His spir­it

with a bound

Left its en­cum­ber­ing clay;

His tent

at sun­rise

on the round

A dark­ened ru­in lay.

The pains of death are past

Labor and sor­row cease;

And

life’s long war­fare closed at last

His soul is found in peace.

Soldier of Christ

well done!

Praise be thy new em­ploy;

And while eter­nal ag­es run

Rest in thy Sav­ior’s joy.