EACH day is a gift supernal,
A shining new chance to live;
Each day brings a heavenly challenge
To all that I have to give.
2 Each day is a golden treasure,
Whose riches I cannot guess,
A store of created beauty
That humbly I may possess.
3 Each day is a round of duty,
A pressing, absorbing quest;
Each evening the Lord will question:
Today have you done your best?
4 Each night-time the glittering starlight
Stands watch at the day’s closed door;
Each morning anew God calls me
To rise and to try once more.
Source: The Song Book of the Salvation Army #666