Cho.--We're marching to Zion, Beautiful, beautiful Zion, We're marching upward to Zion, The beautiful city of God. 2 Let those refuse to sing Who never knew our God; But children of the heavenly King May speak their joys abroad. 3 The hill of Zion yields A thousand sacred sweets, Before we reach the heavenly fields, Or walk the golden streets. 4 Then let our songs abound, And ev'ry tear be dry; We're marching thro' Immanuel's ground To fairer worlds on high. Isaac Watts, 1709. 416 Work, for the Night is Coming. P.M. _Work While it is Day._ 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. 2 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. 3 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. Annie L. Walker. 417 Bringing in the Sheaves. P.M. _Spiritual Harvest._ Sowing in the morning, sowing seeds of kindness, Sowing in the noontide and the dewy eve; Waiting for the harvest, and the time of reaping, We shall come, rejoicing, bringing in the sheaves. Cho.--Bringing in the sheaves, bringing in the sheaves, We shall come, rejoicing, bringing in the sheaves; Bringing in the sheaves, bringing in the sheaves, We shall come, rejoicing, bringing in the sheaves. 2 Sowing in the sunshine, sowing in the shadows, Fearing neither clouds nor winter's chilling breeze; By and by the harvest and the labor ended, We shall come, rejoicing, bringing in the sheaves. 3 Going forth with weeping, sowing for the Master, Though the loss sustained our spirit often grieves; When our weeping's over, he will bid us welcome; We shall come, rejoicing, bringing in the sheaves. Knowles Shaw. 418 Crown After Cross. P.M. _Tears and Joy._ Light after darkness, Gain after loss, Strength after weariness, Crown after cross, Sweet after bitter, Song after sigh, Home after wandering, Praise after cry. Cho.--Now comes the weeping, Then the glad reaping; Now comes the labor hard, Then the reward. 2 Sheaves after sowing, Sun after rain, Sight after mystery, Peace after pain, Joy after sorrow, Calm after blast, Rest after weariness, Sweet rest at last. 3 Near after distant, Gleam after gloom, Love after loneliness, Life after tomb. After long agony, Rapture of bliss; Right was the pathway Leading to this. Frances R. Havergal.