"As long as it is day, we must do the work of Him Who sent Me. Night is coming, when no one can work." John 9:4
 | Words: William Henry Burleigh (1812-1871). Music: "Melcombe," Samuel Webbe, Sr., 1782
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Abide not in the realm of dreams,
O man, however fair it seems;
But with clear eye the present scan,
And hear the call of God and man.
Think not in sleep to fold thy hands,
Forgetful of thy Lord's commands;
From duty's claims no life is free,
Behold, today hath need of thee.
The present hour allots thy task,
For present strength and patience ask;
And trust His love Whose sure supply
Meets all thy need abundantly.
