Sons of labour, dear to Jesus (John Stainer)

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  • CPDL #15590:        (Sibelius 4)
Editor: John Henry Fowler (submitted 2007-12-03).   Score information: Letter, 1 page, 25 kB   Copyright: Public Domain
Edition notes: Based on the edition from the Cyber Hymnal™. MusicXML source file is in compressed .mxl format.

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Title: Sons of labour, dear to Jesus
Composer: John Stainer
Tune: Sons of labour
Lyricist: Sam­u­el Reynolds Hole

Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: SATB
Genre: SacredHymn   Meter: 87. 87. D

Language: English
Instruments: Keyboard

Published: Tune: 1889, Lyrics: Hymns An­cient and Mo­dern, 1889

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Original text and translations

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1.
Sons of labour, dear to Jesus,
To your homes and work again;
Go with brave hearts back to duty,
Face the peril, bear the pain.
Be your dwellings ne’er so lowly,
Yet remember, by your bed,
That the Son of God most holy
Had not where to lay His head.
2.
Sons of labour, think of Jesus
As you rest your homes within,
Think of that sweet Babe of Mary
In the stable of the inn.
Think how in the sacred story
Jesus took a humble grade,
And the Lord of Life and Glory
Worked with Joseph at His trade.
3.
Sons of labour, pray to Jesus;
Oh, how Jesus prayed for you!
In the moonlight, on the mountain,
Where the shimmering olives grew.
When you rise up at the dawning,
Ere in toil you wend your way,
Pray, as He prayed, in the morning,
Long before the break of day.
4.
Sons of labour, be like Jesus,
Undefilèd, chaste, and pure;
And, though Satan tempt you sorely,
By His grace you shall endure.
Husband, father, son and brother,
Be ye gentle, just and true—
Be ye kind to one another,
As the Lord is kind to you.
5.
Sons of labour, seek for Jesus,
Where He tells you ye shall find,
In the children, ’mid the mourners,
In the sick, poor, lame and blind—
“Search the Scriptures,” He entreats you,
“For of Me they testify”;
Love His altar, where He meets you,
Saying, “Fear not—It is I.”
6.
Sons of labour, go to Jesus,
In your sorrow, shame and loss;
He is nearest, you are dearest,
When you bravely bear His cross.
Go to Him, who died to save you,
And is still the sinner’s Friend;
And the great love, which forgave you,
Will forgive you to the end.
7.
Sons of labour, live for Jesus,
Be your work your worship, too;
In His Name, and to His glory,
Do whate’er you find to do;
Till this night of sin and sorrow
Be for ever overpast;
And we see the golden morrow,
Home with Jesus, home at last!