Is
anyone happier because you passed his way?
Does
anyone remember that you spoke to him today?
The
day is almost over, and its toiling time is through;
Is
there anyone to utter now a kindly word of you?
Can
you say tonight in parting with the day that’s slipping fast?
That
you helped a single brother of the many that you passed?
Is
a single heart rejoicing over what you did or said;
Does
the man whose hopes were fading, now with courage look ahead?
Did
you waste the day or lose it? Was it well or sorely spent?
Did
you leave a trail of kindness, or a scar of discontent?
As
you close your eyes in slumber, do you think that God will say,
“You
have earned one more tomorrow by the work you did today”?
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