This Day Is Mine by W. R. Fitch

Review and Herald Publishing Association · Takoma Park Station, Washington, D. C. · Sep 2, 1909

This Day Is Mine

By W. R. Fitch

This day is mine! To-morrow may not be! I do not know that it will ever come! Another day I may not live to see; These lips, which now can speak may then be dumb.

This day is mine! No moment can I spare For idle thoughts or self-indulgent ease; The work He gives to-day, with love and care Must be done now, if I my Lord would please.

This day is mine! It soon will pass away, Swept backward in the tide of vanished years; I can not have again a misspent day, Though I should seek it carefully with tears.

This day is mine! How swift the moments fly! Alas for me if when at set of sun, In looking back, with sad and tearful eye, I find, too late, my work has not been done.

This day is mine! God gives me all the days That I may work for him and do his will; And if each day I walk in wisdom’s ways, He’ll guide my steps, and love and keep me still.

This day is mine! O then with all my might, For love of him, and with a faith sublime, Let me each task perform, and feel at night That all my work is even with my time.

— W. R. Fitch, in Christian Advocate.