O MasterWorkman of the race
Thou Man of Galilee
Who with the eyes of early youth
Eternal things didst see
We thank Thee for Thy boyhood faith
That shone Thy whole life through
"Did ye not know it is My work
My Father's work to do?"
O Carpenter of Nazareth
Builder of life divine
Who shapest man to God's own law
Thyself the fair design
Build us a tower of Christlike height
That we the land may view
And see like Thee our noblest work
Our Father's work to do
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O Thou who dost the vision send
And givest each his task
And with the task sufficient strength
Show us Thy will, we ask
Give us a conscience bold and good
Give us a purpose true
That it may be our highest joy
Our Father's work to do
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