One Short Day
God gives us each but one short day-
The time that we call life-
To waste or cherish as we will,
To spend in peace or strife.
One little day in which to do,
Or else to leave undone
The work He gives us, We must leave
It all at set of sun,
But one brief day in which to learn
That we are not our own;
That a day�s sweetest pleasure
Is to hush another�s moan.
That life of selfish living
Brings no blessed eventide,
While life of loving service
Finds deep joy on every side.
But one brief day; oh, help me, Lord,
To use it as I should!
Help me, for others, in that day
To do some little good,
And when at twlight cool and dim
I hear Thy gentle call,
Dear Lord, forgive me, if for thee
I have not given You all.
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