Verse 1
No respite, or repose we know
From love’s unwearied services,
By suffering as by action show
Accepted zeal our Lord to please,
We labour ev’n by standing still,
In patient pain his will attend,
In all we do and all we feel,
Till toil and life together end.
Verse 2
O were the happy evening come,
Commencement of that endless day,
When Jesus shall his power assume,
And all his faithful labourers pay!
Distributing rewards to all,
The weakest first he bids draw near,
Who last obey’d the gospel-call,
And labour’d in the vineyard here.