TO-DAY IS OURS

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Pacific Press Publishing Company · Oakland, California · Feb 11, 1897

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 23, No. 6.

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TO-DAY IS OURS.

YESTERDAY now is a part of forever, Bound up in a sheaf, which God holds tight, With sad days and bad days and glad days, Which never shall visit us more with their bloom, or their blight; Their fulness of sunshine, or sorrowful night.
Every day is a fresh beginning; Every morn is a world made new; You who are weary of sorrow and sinning, Here is a beautiful hope for you, A hope for me and a hope for you.
Every day is a fresh beginning; Listen, my soul, to the glad refrain; And in spite of old sorrow and older sinning, And troubles forecast and possible pain, Take heart with the day and begin again. Let them go since we can not relive them, Can not undo and can not atone; God in his mercy receive them, forgive them, Only the new days are our own. To-day is ours, and to-day alone.
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