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.

Work, For The Night Is Coming,
Work Through The Sunny Noon ;
Fill Brightest Hours With Labour,
Rest Comes Sure And Soon.
Give Very 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.