“Every man shall receive his own reward according to his own labor” (1 Cor. 3:8).
“Blessed are ye that sow beside all waters” (Isa. 32:20).
Hast thou labored in the shadows
Though thy work seemed all in vain?
Hast thou sowed the Seed so precious
Toiling in the Saviour’s name?
Dost thou weary of the sowing?
Art thou longing now to rest?
Do thy steps begin to falter
Tiring of thy high behest?
Listen to the words of promise,
Spoken once for such as thee;
“Blest is he who by all waters,
Sows the Seed untiringly.
“I have seen thy patient efforts,
I have counted all thy tears,
While for Me thou still halt labored
Through the long and barren years.
“Yes, and now I’m coming, quickly,
And with Me is My reward;
’Tis for faithful service granted,
Service done to Me, the Lord.
“Precious to My heart, thy labor -
All that’s done in Jesus’ name -
Done because thou lov’st the Saviour,
Him Who bore Thy sin and shame.
“Nothing done for Me forgotten,
Though it seemed thy work was vain;
Soon thou’lt find thy sheaves in glory
When with Me thou e’er shalt reign.”
Precious Saviour, Thou art worthy
Till Thou com’st, O! may I be
Faithful, earnest in the labor
Chosen by Thyself for me.
Not for bright reward I labor,
No! Thou gav’st Thyself for me;
Thou hast bought me for Thy treasure,
All I am I owe to Thee.
And when soon Thy saints are gathered
Round Thyself, most gracious Lord,
Then we’ll cast our crowns before Thee, -
Thou our prize and bright reward!