A gang of men in a busy town
With a ho-heave-ho, and a lusty yell
They swung a beam and the side wall fell
And the men you'd hire if you wanted to build?"
He gave a laugh and said, "No, indeed,
Just common labor is all I need."
What builders have taken years to do."
And I thought to myself, as I went my way
Which of these roles have I tried to play?
Measuring life by rule and square?
Am I shaping my work to a well-made plan
Patiently doing the best I can?
Content with the labor of tearing down?
"O Lord let my life and my labors be
That which will build for eternity!"