Oh, why should I be idle,
While there’s so much to do?
The wheat is ripe to harvest,
And the laborers are few.

Refrain:
The laborers are few,
And still there’s much to do;
The wheat is ripe to harvest,
And the laborers are few.

Oh, why should I be idle?
The morning sun is high,
And soon it will be sinking
Low in the western sky. [Refrain]

No I shall not be idle,
For in God’s word I see:
“No idlers in My vineyard;
Go thou and work for Me.” [Refrain]

I’ll be no longer idle,
But faithful I will be;
I’ll go and work for Jesus,
I hear Him calling me. [Refrain]

Why stand ye all day idle?
There’s harvesting for all;
Oh, grasp the flaming sickle,
And heed the Master’s call. [Refrain]

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