Why fear to-morrow, timid heart?
Why tread the future’s way?
We only need to do our pat
To-day, dear child, to-day.
The past is written! Close the book
On pages sad and gay;
Within the future do not look,
But live to-day — to-day.
‘Tis this one hour that God has given;
His Now we must obey;
And it will make our earth his heaven
To live to-day — to-day.
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