1. Dismiss me not, Thy service, Lord, But train me for Thy will; For even I, in fields so broad, Some duties may fulfill; And I will ask for no reward, Except to serve Thee still. 2. How many serve, how many more May to the service come! To tend the vine, the grapes to store, Thou dost appoint for some; Thou has Thy young me at the war, Thy little ones at home. 3. All works are good, and each is best As most it pleases Thee; Each worker pleases when the rest He serves in charity; And neither man nor work unblest Wilt Thou permit to be. 4. Our Master all the work hath done, He asks of us today Sharing His service, every one Share too His sonship may; Lord, I would serve and be a son; Dismiss me not, I pray.