Classic Poem

1. Laborers of Christ! arise, And gird you
2. Go where the sick recline, Where mourning
for the toil; The dew of promise,
hearts deplore; And, where the sons of
from the skies, Already cheers the soil.
sorrow pine, Dispense your hallowed store.

3. Be faith, which looks above,
With prayer, your constant guest;
And wrap the Saviour's changeless love
A mantle round your breast.

4. So shall you share the wealth,
That earth may ne'er despoil;
And the blessed gospel's saving health
Repay your arduous toil.