Each Day The Last


Lord, let me live my every day...As if it were my last...
And strive to make amends for all...The sins that fill my past
...Let me be kind to everyone...In thought and word and
deed...And share what worldly goods I have...With those
who are in need...Help me, O Lord, with strength of heart...
And with Your holy grace...To walk in calm and patience and
...To keep my humble place...I want to be Your servant, Lord
...And always do your will...Until my eyes are closed in
sleep...Until my heart is still...Be merciful to me, O Lord
...For my imperfect past...And let me live my every day...
As if it were my last.


James J. Metcalfe

This poem is on page 190 of Daily Poem Portraits by James J. Metcalfe

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