Strength for to-day is all that we need,
As there never will be a to-morrow;
For to-morrow will prove but another to-day,
With its measure of joy and sorrow.
Then why forecast the trials of life
With such sad and grave persistence,
And watch and wait for a crowd of ills
That as yet have no existence?
Strength for to-day--what a precious boon
For the earnest souls who labor,
For the willing hands that minister
To the needy friend and neighbor.
Strength for to-day--that the weary hearts
In the battle for right may quail not,
And the eyes bedimmed with bitter tears
In their search for light may fail not.
Strength for to-day, on the down-hill track,
For the travelers near the valley,
That up, far up, the other side
Ere long they may safely rally.
Strength for to-day--that our precious youth
May happily shun temptation,
And build, from the rise to the set of the sun,
On a strong and sure foundation.
Strength for to-day, in house and home,
To practice forbearance sweetly;
To scatter kind deeds and loving words
Still trusting in God completely.