A. L. Walker
WORK, for the night is coming;
Work through the morning hours;
Work while the dew is sparkling;
Work ’mid springing flowers;
Work, when the day grows brighter;
Work in the glowing sun;
Work, for the night is coming,
When man’s work is done.
2
Work, for the night is coming;
Work through the sunny noon;
Fill brightest hours with labour,
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.
3
Work, for the night is coming,
Under the sunset skies;
While the 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.
