Laborers of Christ Arise {Laborers of Christ Arise DOMENICA-Sir Herbert S. Oakeley LEIGHTON-Henry W. Greatorex Laborers of Christ, Arise } Laborers of Christ, arise, And gird you for the toil; The dew of promise from the skies Already cheers the soil. Go where the sick recline, Where mourning hearts deplore; And where the sons of sorrow pine, Dispense your hallowed lore. Be faith, which looks above, With pray'r, your constant guest; And wrap the Saviour's changeless love A mantle round your breast. So shall you share the wealth That earth may ne'er despoil, And the blest gospel's saving health Repay your arduous toil.