WE WORK TILL JESUS COMES

O land of rest, for Thee I sigh! When will the moment come When I shall
Lay my armor by, And dwell in peace at home?

CHORUS
We’ll work till Jesus comes,
We’ll work till Jesus comes, We’ll work till Jesus comes,
And we’ll be gathered home!

To Jesus Christ I fled for rest;
He bade me cease to roam;
And lean for succor
On His breast Till He conduct me
Home?

I sought at once my Saviour’s side, No more my steps shall roam;
With Him
I’ll brave death’s chilling tide And
Reach my heavenly home.