Dismiss me not Thy service, Lord, But train me for Thy will ; For even I, in fields so broad, Some duties may fulfil ; And I will ask for no reward, Except to serve Thee still.
2. How many serve, how many more May to the service come : To tend the vines, the grapes to store, Thou dost appoint for some : Thou hast Thy young men at the war. Thy little ones at home.
3. All works are good, and each is best As most it pleases Thee ; Each worker pleases when the rest He serves in charity ; And neither man nor work unblest. Wilt Thou permit to be.
4. Our Master all the work hath done He asks of us to-day ; Sharing His service, every one Share too His Sonship may : Lord, I would serve and be a son ; Dismiss me not, I pray.