Are you working for the Master,
Are you toiling day by day?
Are you sowing seeds of kindness,
For the reapers on the way?
Hear you not the Master calling,
For glad toilers brave and true?
Will you enter now the harvest,
For the call is unto you?
There’s a work for all, my brother,
Sheaves are falling by the way,
Go you forth into the harvest,
Enter now, without delay.
All Will Be Well
All Ye That Pass By
Are Ye Able
Count Your Blessings
And Will The Judge Descend
And Are We Yet Alive
Battle Hymn of the Republic
Almighty Father, Hear Our Cry
Abide With Me!
Jesus, Joy of Man’s Desiring
Bringing In The Sheaves
Deep River
Oh, What Songs of the Heart
Almighty Father, Unoriginate
All Praise To Thee, My God, This Night
A Poor Wayfaring Man Of Grief
And Is It So
Come, Listen to a Prophet's Voice
And Let Our Bodies Part
All Ye That Fear God’s Holy Name