To All Who Labor in the Vineyard
Teachers! We? Our Master was a Teacher of the Way of Life. He called on men to leave Their nets-the woven fabric Of past days of toilAnd follow the new road That leads along the paths Of effort
To the anterooms of God.
Workers! We? 
Our Master was a Worker who knew the ache of toil.
He walked the hills of Galilee
And hauled great timbers home
To hew the yokeThe lintel of the doorThe beam that roofed the cottage.
He called men to be
Workers
In the vineyard of the Lord!
Leaders! We ? Our Master was a Leader who was raised Cross-high. He knew the disappointment Of the day
When, from His call to work, A young man turned away. He knew the joy and sorrow Leaders share Who walk God's way.
Yes!
Teachers! Workers! Leaders! We Who bear the burden of each day And serve the Lord, Must wear deep marks upon our souls! We cannot, dare not, work alone! Even as Jesus prayed That God, and He, and we Who follow, should be One, So may it be our task To heal
The broken body of the Church! To set men free!
H. G.E.