This day is mine to mar or make.
God keep me strong and true;
Let me erring by path take,
No doubtful action do.
Grant me when the setting sun
This fleeting day shall end.
I may rejoice o'er something done.
Be richer by a friend.
Let all I meet along the way
Speak well of me to-night
I wound not have the humblest say
I'd hurt him by a slight.
Let there be something true and fine
When night slips down to tell
That I have lived this day of mine
Not selfishly, but well.
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