One day at a
time, with its failures and fears,
With its hurts
and mistakes, with its weakness and tears,
With its
portion of pain and its burden of care;
One day at a
time we must meet and must bear.
One day at a
time to be patient and strong,
To be calm
under trial and sweet under wrong;
Then its
toiling shall pass and its sorrow shall cease;
It shall darken
and die, and the night shall bring peace.
One day at a
time - but the day is so long,
And the heart
is not brave, and the soul is not strong,
0 Thou pitiful
Christ, be Thou near all the way;
Give courage
and patience and strength for the day.
Swift cometh
His answer, so clear and so sweet;
"Yea, I
will be with thee, thy troubles to meet;
I will not
forget thee, nor fail thee, nor grieve;
I will not
forsake thee; I never will leave."
Not yesterday's
load we are called on to bear,
Nor the
morrow's uncertain and shadowy care;
Why should we
look forward or back with dismay?
Our needs, as
our mercies, are but for the day.
One day at a
time, and the day is His day;
He hath
numbered its hours, though they haste or delay.
His grace is
sufficient; we walk not alone;
As the day, so
the strength that He giveth His own.
Annie Johnson
Flint
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