DAY SIXTY FIVE

                            TOMORROW'S FAR AWAY

O Father, guide these faltering steps today, lest I should fall.
Tomorrow?  Ah, tomorrow's far away.  Today is all.
If I but keep my feet till evening time, night will bring me rest.
Then stronger grown, tomorrow I shall climb with newer zest.
Oh, may I stoop to no unworthiness, in pain or sorrow,
Nor bear from yesterday one bitterness onto tomorrow!
Then, Father, help these searching eyes today the path to see;
Be patient with my feebleness, the way is steep to Thee!