Work for the night is coming:
Work through the morning hours;
Work while the dew is sparkling;
Work through the springing flowers;
Work while the day grows brighter,
Under the glowing sun;
Work, for the night is coming,
When man’s work is done.
Work for the night is coming:
Work through the sunny noon;
Fill brightest hours with labor,
Rest comes sure and soon;
Give every flying minute
Something to keep in store;
Work, for the night is coming,
When man works no more.
Work for the night is coming:
Under the sunset skies,
While their bright tints are glowing,
Work, for daylight flies;
Work till the last beam fadeth,
Fadeth to shine no more;
Work while the night is darkening,
When man’s work is o’er
