Day by day,
and with each passing moment
Strength I find to meet my trials here
Trusting in my Father's wise bestowment,
I've no cause, for worry or for fear,
He whose heart is kind beyond all measure,
Give unto each day what He deems best,
Lovingly it's part of pain and pleasure,
Mingling toil with peace and rest.
Help me then in every tribulation,
So to trust Your promise, O Lord
That I lost not faith's wise consolation,
Offered me within Your trustful Word.
Help me Lord when toil and trouble meeting,
E're to take, as from a father's hand.
One by one, the days, the moments, fleeting,
Till I reach the best, the promised land.