TOIL ON

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International Tract and Missionary Society · Oakland, California · Jan 28, 1889

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 15, No. 4.

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TOIL ON.

BY MRS. M. GOULD CROUCH.
Toil on, O Christian mariner, Upon life’s storm-tossed sea, Though angry waves of mountain height Are breaking over thee. Toil on.
Thy Father’s hand is at the helm; He guides thy fragile bark. And thou shalt safely trust in him, O’er ocean wild and dark. Toil on.
The haven you can almost see, The voyage is almost o’er, You soon shall from your labor rest Upon the heavenly shore. Toil on.
Toil on, O Christian soldier true, On battle-field of life, Fight bravely on and thou shalt be Victorious in the strife. Toil on.
And ye who in the harvest-field, Beneath the torrid sun, Are binding up the golden sheaves, Your work will soon be done. Toil on.
Then labor on and faint ye not, Where’er your lot may be; For endless glory’s coronet Is waiting now for thee. Toil on.