Each day I live should always be
One little life
(A fraction of eternity)
Lived unto God ,
Who gives each day that it may be
Filled full for Him:
His store-house, His own treasury,
Yea, His own joy fulfilled in me.

'Tis not so much how I have lived
As unto whom,
To-morrow's not, nor can it be
Till He shall come.
The morning thoughts decide the day;
Then let them be
Toward Him, who gladly leads the way.
Thus is fulfilled my little day.

H. McD