Work, for the Night Is Coming

Work, for the night is coming,Work thro' 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 thro' the sunny noon;Fill brightest hours with labor,Rest comes sure and soon;Give ev'ry 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 dark'ning,When man's work is o'er.