I work Ill sing for the master My life I owe to him As through this world Im passing Ill sing unto my king He gave his life to save me So mine I give to him Ill live his will as long as I live For him my all I give Though storms may rage and billows roll Ill warm his hand and hell keep my soul Free home at last all sorrows pass For him my all I give Though storms may rage and billows roll Ill warm his hand and hell keep my soul Free home at last all sorrows pass For him my all I give
billow, rage, give, sorrow, storm