WORK FOR JESUS by M. J. Bahler

Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · Oct 12, 1876

WORK FOR JESUS.

By M. J. Bahler

I ask but to work for the Master; ’Tis this, only this, I implore; And I’ll choose not the service—contented, Be it only to wait at the door. But oh! let me work for the Master, I love him and this is my meed For all the rich mercies he showered On me in my darkness and need.

’Tis all I can do for his goodness, That has followed me all of my days. He has led me, and succored and chastened; And forever I’d bow and give praise. Then oh! let me work for the Master, I care not though menial the toil. There is naught in his service but honor; And ’tis work, that the dark foe will foil.

Let me work, let me work, for the Master, The service time soon will be gone, The sunlight seems now to be waning, Soon the sheaves will be all garnered home. And oh! what a glad shout will echo Creation’s vast arches all through, When the Master shall call home the workers— Will he call, then, my brother, for you?

Oh! swiftly the time fleeth onward, And would we then join the glad throng Who will sing to the praise of King Jesus, We must here learn the key to their song. And oh! as those white-robed, bright harpers Shall then their Redeemer behold, Methinks as each sweet strain floats upward, And each hand sweeps those harp strings of gold,

That each voice that shall rise in the chorus Will seem to re-echo the words: “It was living and doing for others, That taught us the key to these chords.” Then oh! let us work for the Master, Ne’er choosing the labor or field, Content if at last our poor service Some fruit for his garner may yield.

M. J. BAHLER.