Why Stand Ye Here Idle Theres Labor For


Why stand ye here idle? there’s labor for all,
The vineyard needs workmen, the weeds are grown tall,
The ripe fruit is wasting for lack of strong hands,
Why stand ye here idle? the Master demands.

Refrain:
Oh, why stand ye idle,
Oh, why stand ye idle,
Oh, why stand ye idle, idle all day?
The harvest is passing,
The harvest is passing
The harvest is passing, passing away.

Why stand ye here idle? a brother’s in need,
His cries ascend heav’nward, then pray you, give heed;
For food and for raiment He suffers tonight,
Then render assistance; Oh, dare to do right. [Refrain]

Why stand ye here idle? a soul’s being lost,
Speak, speak words of warning, whatever the cost;
The soul you may rescue from sin and from shame,
And give to the Saviour to praise His dear name. [Refrain]

Why stand ye here idle? O labor each day,
To lead men to Jesus, the Truth, Life, and Way;
The Spirit has promised its presence to lend,
To comfort and strengthen, till labors shall end. [Refrain]

Why stand ye here idle? a harp and a crown
Are waiting in glory for sons of renown
Who labor and suffer for truest and best,
Then labor and enter the haven of rest. [Refrain]