|1||In our work and in our play,
Jesu, be Thou ever near,
Guarding, guiding, all the day,
Keeping in Thy holy fear.
|2||Thou didst toil, a lowly Child,
In the far-off Holy Land,
Blessing labor undefiled,
Pure and honest, of the hand.
|3||Thou wilt bless our play-hour too,
If we ask Thy succor strong;
Watch o’er all we say and do,
Hold us back from guilt and wrong.
|4||Oh, how happy thus to spend
Work and play-time in His sight,
Till the rest which shall not end,
Till the day which knows not night! Amen.