1 Toil on from morn till night,
Bringing lambs to the fold,
Gathering jewels bright
For your crown of gold.

Refrain:
Toil on, toil on while there is light,
Toil for the right,
Soon cometh night;
Toil on, toil on, win for your crown
Jewels fair and bright.

2 God loves the little child,
Try to win him from sin,
From pathways dark and wild
You may bring him in. [Refrain]

3 None are too poor for Him;
Weak or small He loves all;
Toil ere the light grows dim,
Lest some gem may fall. [Refrain]