Labor on; Rest Cometh

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Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · Apr 1, 1902

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 79, No. 13.

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Labor on; Rest Cometh

FINISH thy work, the time is short; The sun is in the west, The night is coming down; till then, Think not of rest.
Rest? Finish all thy work, then rest; Till then, rest never: The rest prepared for thee by God Is rest forever.
Finish thy work, then wipe thy brow, Ungird thee from thy toil; Take breath, and from each weary limb Shake off the soil.
Finish thy work, then sit thee down On some celestial hill; And of heaven's everlasting bliss Take thou thy fill.
Finish thy work, then go in peace, Life's battle fought and won. Hear from the throne the Master's voice, “ Well done! Well done! ”
Finish thy work, then take thy harp, Give praise to God above; Sing a new song of mighty joy And endless love!
— Sabbath Recorder.