Verse 1
Oh, what are you going to do, brother?
Say, what are you going to do?
You have thought of some useful labor,
But what is the end in view?
You are fresh from the home of your boyhood,
And just in the bloom of youth!
Have you tasted the sparkling water
That flows from the fount of truth?
Is your heart in the Saviour’s keeping?
Remember He died for you!
Then what are you going to do, brother?
Then what are you going to do?
Verse 2
Oh, what are you going to do, brother?
The morning of youth is past;
The vigor and strength of manhood,
My brother, are yours at last:
You are rising in worldly prospects,
And prospered in worldly things:—
A duty to those less favored,
The smile of your fortune brings.
Go prove that your heart is grateful—
The Lord has a work for you!
Then what are you going to do, brother?
Say, what are you going to do?
Verse 3
Oh, what are you going to do, brother?
Your sun at its noon is high;
It shines in meridian splendor,
And rides through a cloudless sky.