Work For The Day Is Coming

Work, for the day is coming,
Day in the Word foretold,
When, ‘mid the scenes triumphant,
Longed for by saints of old,
He who on earth a stranger
Traversed its paths of pain,
Jesus, the Prince, the Saviour,
Comes evermore to reign.

Work, for the day is coming;
Darkness will soon be gone;
Then o’er the night of weeping
Day without end shall dawn;
What now we sow in sadness,
Then we shall reap in joy;
Hope will be changed to gladness,
Praise be our best employ.

Work, for the Lord is coming;
Children of light are we;
From Jesus’ bright appearing
Powers of darkness flee.
Now morning light is breaking,
Day dawns in every land,
Night shades beset no longer,
For Christ is now at hand.