I CAN PICTURE JESUS TOILING
[1]
I can picture Jesus toiling,
carpenter of Nazareth town:
in his face a great love shining,
working till the sun goes down.
By his children still he stands,
blessing labour of their hands.
[2]
I can picture Jesus stooping,
lifting up a heavy weight;
stiff with toil, his arms outstretching,
weary, when the hour is late.
Still he stoops from heaven above,
drawing people to his love.
[3]
Christ the workman, make me holy,
Christ the Saviour, make me true:
make of me a thing of beauty,
show me how to labour too;
ever-blessed Lord, let me
fellow-worker with you be.
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