Work for Jesus (Burgess)

What a work to do for Je­sus!

Work for you and work for me

Work for all who trust His mer­it

All who would His glo­ry see;

Though we fill a low­ly sta­tion

And our tal­ent be but small

Though we are but young dis­ci­ples

We must heed the Sav­ior’s call.

What a work to do for Je­sus

And the per­ish­ing around

Souls that by His blood are ran­somed

Telling them the joy­ful sound!

Oh

the lost and dy­ing mill­ions

Wandering from God as­tray

You and I may help to lead them

In the straight and nar­row way.

What a work to do for Je­sus

Work for heart and hand and brain!

Sowing aye

be­side all wa­ters

Precious seeds of gold­en grain;

Going forth in life’s glad morn­ing

Happy with the Mas­ter’s love

And at eve re­turn­ing

la­den

For the Wel­come Home above.

Oh

the sac­red in­spir­ation

Blest each heart by grace made free

From the cross and from the gard­en

This I free­ly do for Thee!

Can our lips be dumb in si­lence

All un­moved by Love’s be­quest?

Can we close our eyes in slum­ber?

Can we fold our hands to rest?