1. We’ll Work Till Jesus Comes 1-4 O land of rest, for thee I sigh; When will the moment come, When I shall lay my armor by, And dwell in peace at home? We’ll work (We’ll work,) till Jesus comes, We’ll work (We’ll work) till Jesus comes, We’ll work (We’ll work) till Jesus comes, And we’ll be gathered home. O land of rest, for thee I sigh; When will the moment come, When I shall lay my armor by, And dwell in peace at home? We’ll work (We’ll work,) till Jesus comes, We’ll work (We’ll work) till Jesus comes, We’ll work (We’ll work) till Jesus comes, And we’ll be gathered home. Words by Mrs. Elizabeth Mills / Music by William Miller

2. We’ll Work Till Jesus Comes 2-4 No tranquil joys on earth I know, No peaceful, shelt’ring dome, This world’s a wilderness of woe, This world is not my home. We’ll work (We’ll work,) till Jesus comes, We’ll work (We’ll work) till Jesus comes, We’ll work (We’ll work) till Jesus comes, And we’ll be gathered home. No tranquil joys on earth I know, No peaceful, shelt’ring dome, This world’s a wilderness of woe, This world is not my home. We’ll work (We’ll work,) till Jesus comes, We’ll work (We’ll work) till Jesus comes, We’ll work (We’ll work) till Jesus comes, And we’ll be gathered home.

3. We’ll Work Till Jesus Comes 3-4 To Jesus Christ I fled for rest; He bade me cease to roam, And lean for succor on His breast, Till He conduct me home. We’ll work (We’ll work,) till Jesus comes, We’ll work (We’ll work) till Jesus comes, We’ll work (We’ll work) till Jesus comes, And we’ll be gathered home. To Jesus Christ I fled for rest; He bade me cease to roam, And lean for succor on His breast, Till He conduct me home. We’ll work (We’ll work,) till Jesus comes, We’ll work (We’ll work) till Jesus comes, We’ll work (We’ll work) till Jesus comes, And we’ll be gathered home.

4. We’ll Work Till Jesus Comes 4-4 I sought at once my Savior’s side: No more my steps shall roam, With Him I’ll brave death’s chilling tide, And reach my heav’nly home. We’ll work (We’ll work,) till Jesus comes, We’ll work (We’ll work) till Jesus comes, We’ll work (We’ll work) till Jesus comes, And we’ll be gathered home. I sought at once my Savior’s side: No more my steps shall roam, With Him I’ll brave death’s chilling tide, And reach my heav’nly home. We’ll work (We’ll work,) till Jesus comes, We’ll work (We’ll work) till Jesus comes, We’ll work (We’ll work) till Jesus comes, And we’ll be gathered home.